Nathan Pigott - My frying pan.;

Potatoes and water
stick like mortar
in my frying pan.
I must have been a moron
Not to get it in Teflon
For my frying pan.;
'The dinner party's tonight! '
calls the wife - oh what a life;
For this: i disconnect the aga
to end this slippery saga
of my frying pan.

Nathan Pigott

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