You Eat It Or Else
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My Mom stirred me to be a chef,
Though not from cooking by her side;
It all began when Daddy left -
That's when her five star rating died.
For from then on when she prepared
The sole or swordfish, they would stink;
And all her roasts were raw when shared,
While other meats she served were pink.
Each time I whined of her red meat,
She spoke and said, "You eat it now!"
Or when I rose to leave my seat,
She'd say, "Don't waste expensive chow!"
To this I stayed and ate food wild,
Though wishing I was Julia's child.
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Paul has been writing poetry since childhood and has published several books of poetry, surprisingly he works in real estate.
He has a Bachelor of Arts degree in Business Management from North Carolina State University and currently resides in Charlotte, North Carolina.
He has been married to the same "lovely angel" for over thirty-two years with whom he has two terrific young adult kids.
Many of his poems were inspired by his immediate family.
Here's a list of some of Pauls stories which are rotated on this page one at a time and available to registered readers. The entire collection is available immediately to those registered for Unlimited Children's Stories (see Free Story Access above).
Nighty Night And Twinkle Toes
Ode To A Hot Dog
The Story Of Harold The Angel
The Sweet Lullaby>
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