Lured by a luscious recipe for Rosemary Olive Oil Bread
from the bounteous plenitude of deliciousness
that gluts Pinterest all the live long day,
I measured and mixed and created a dough blob
with fresh rosemary snipped from the garden.
I put it out to rise on in the warm sun on top of my outdoor grill.
where the yeasty fragrance got the better of my greedy ol' Nixon.
The first 24 hours were fine,
he frolicked
like he didn't have a 3 lb. rosemary dough blob
dragging his belly to the ground.
I made another dough blob
and it turned out like this.
It didn't hurt our bellies at all
although they also may have been dragging
a little closer to the ground.
But then,
the fruits of his theft
bloomed into
something very pinteresting
in Nixon's belly.
He put the woe in woebegone for about three hours.
I thought maybe it might develop into
woebedoggone.
But he survived
and says he'd do it again in a heartbeat
The first 24 hours were fine,
he frolicked
like he didn't have a 3 lb. rosemary dough blob
dragging his belly to the ground.
I made another dough blob
and it turned out like this.
It didn't hurt our bellies at all
although they also may have been dragging
a little closer to the ground.
But then,
the fruits of his theft
bloomed into
something very pinteresting
in Nixon's belly.
He put the woe in woebegone for about three hours.
I thought maybe it might develop into
woebedoggone.
But he survived
and says he'd do it again in a heartbeat