Mixer-Nixer

Prompt: Write a poem, Iambic Pentameter on the topic:Self-inflicted

MIXER - NIXER


Bloody mixer, tried to start it today,
Put in the plug into the nice socket,
Threw up the switch, to tell you if I may,
The damn mixer went up - like a rocket!

The dough in it flew all around the room,
And the wi-re came off and flipped and flapped,
It hit me between the eyes, crash, bang, boom ...
The blade spun off - lo, in the fan 'tis trapped!

The wi-re swishes about like a snake,
And the dough's covered me from head to toe,
Checking if the mixer's re-al or fake,
Gonna fight with the company - big row!

Never shall use it again, rain or shine,
Gotta use my hands, that should be just fine!

© Dr. Taher Kagalwala

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