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A dangerous past time!

A Chilli Reception

I was feeling like making a spicy sauce;

Something with chillis, with bite, of course.

So I took to the kitchen all fired up

To make a chilli sauce, a hot ketchup.

I boiled a brew with the desired effect;

Satan, I think, would give it respect.

It’s an oddity of English (there are a lot)

That chilly is what the chilli’s not.

Late at night, far removed from the sink,

I tenderly toyed with the moist and pink.

With a scream that surely woke the dead,

My wife exploded from the bed

And stood in the doorway, off in the gloom,

Yelling obscenities across the room.

Remember this friends, that chilli juice lingers

And be really careful to wash your fingers.

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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013

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