"Dinner Disaster"

The new monster in the neighborhood has a dinner party-poem

"Dinner Disaster"

The humans were nervous when monsters moved in.
They fretted and stewed now that I now lived among them.

I wanted them to know that I meant no harm,
So to dinner I invited them to ease their alarm.

I planned and I sweated over every small detail.
Wanting my dinner to excite and excel

I was certain the next day I’d be the toast of the town,
As I cooked and I baked, fried, sautéed and browned.

The party was starting. I was so nervous
Hoping each guest would see I was a good hostess.

At the table they sat and began to relax
Telling stories and tales and even wisecracks.

The salads were eaten now time for the main dish.
Lovingly presented the display was quite lavish.

I placed the roasted meat on the table with care.
I beamed at my guests as they took in the fare

Then one by one they all started screaming,
And as they ran out, I cried “why are you leaving?”

No answer was given, and soon my house cleared.
I looked at my roast wondering how it appeared.

The roasted human looked perfectly fine to me
I guess my neighbors are just super finicky.


Tina B

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Prompt: Write a story or poem titled, "Dinner Disaster".

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