This month is poetry month in my creative writing class. It also happens to be the month of thanksgiving. I will be combining the two and writing bad poetry about things I'm thankful for every day until thanksgiving. Enjoy!
Day One: Ode to a Toaster Oven
Thy chrom-ed steel, thy dial-ed knobs, suited for all lesser cooking jobs, grace my kitchen with thy form, keep my buns be-crisped and warm.
Restrained from credit, although it's due, may your grilling rack hold bright and true. A crumb tray inside, for utility's sake, catches every single burnt bread flake.
May you know your value this day, as I am grateful, and hope you will stay right here in my kitch, as long as you please, oh, toaster oven, may your coils ne'er freeze.