For the Thursday Poetry prompt from the world of We Drink Because We’re Poets a new adventure:
Guess what today’s prompt is, people? Today, and for the next few days, your task is to create a “magical recipe” that has unintended consequences…in the form of a poem! There are no constraints on this piece as far as form, so go with a form of your choosing!
Ganja Brownies
Now he was a lad from the sticks
I am told
and didn’t know much about life,
but could make a mean brownie
with just the right tartness
and a handful of pecans
to give them a crunch.
He had him some roommates
down at that there college,
that liked to play around with
a little this and that
and they asked him one day:
“Hey man! You know Alice B. Toklas?”
at which point he said nay…
“Well my laddie I’ll tell you,
you make us some brownies
and put in some ganja
and we’ll give you twenty-five bucks!”
“Ganja?” he asked
“Yeah, tea, my old man!”
and he said ok, that he’d give it a try.
Well,
our lad was a hick
guess you figured by now
and didn’t know ganja from
origano…or green tea for that matter!
So though he doubted
the outcome
he fixed up a batch
of his fabulous brownies and
threw in a handful of
ginseng tea
and some peanuts too
for good measure.
Those friends were excited
for they were looking for fun
of a clearly dubious nature,
they gave him the money
never doubting the outcome
not knowing
that the kid was so raw,
and off they went to a party
thinking that they’d have
quite a ball!
Guess what…
those crazy young people
thought they’d eaten some ganja
’cause those brownies had quite a strange taste
but my friend I’ll tell you
there was nary a leaf!
They laughed and they danced
and had some really great fun.
Until a late guest from Jamaica
arrived…he gave just one taste
of their “ganja” brownies and said:
“Man, these are the craziest brownies
I’ve ever et!
They taste like chocolate ginseng green tea!”
The friends looked at each other
a doubt fluttered between them,
then they looked at that guy
and said:
“Nah!”
Hahahahahaha.. That was great! I had a visual of what was taking place the whole time I was reading. Nice Bastet. 😀
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I was trying to be the homebody telling the story…. 🙂
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I have a classmate that would love this.
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lol
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… I bet I’m the only one who actually wants to try to make ginseng green tea brownies now.
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Don’t forget the peanuts! 😉
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No, no, my sister is deathly allergic.
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Ahhhh…better to do without then!!! I’m sure the effects would be the same!
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Let’s see, could do a whole line… hibiscus, lavender, chamomile, ginger, white tea, rooibus!
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Yeah!…Actually over here, they make genseng hot chocolate…I guess that my subconscious decided it would make an interesting brownie 🙂
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Ooh now I *must* ask: over where?
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Ah…Italy, sorry I thought you knew!
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Nope, I’m quite new. I only stumbled across ‘we drink because we’re poets’ last week for the first time. 🙂
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Ah…so! Welcome to the party! 🙂
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Thank you, thank you. And if I may take this opportunity to gush over your name, I’m a huge Ancient Egypt fan. ❤
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So’s my youngest son! Ergo…when he was little we learnt all about the ancient Egyptian gods and goddess’. My netbook’s name is Bastet and my Desktop is Sekhmet…and is older than the netbook of course!
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