A Case of Mistaken Identity

A Case of Mistaken Identity
My heart and tummy practically flippedwhen in the fridge I spieda container of waffles yet to be cookedawaiting to be deep fried.
My mouth started to watermy anticipation could be seenthe waffle iron's light changed
from crimson red to mint green
I ladled the batter onto the ironhaving sprayed liberally with oilbut the smell that came forth, although compellingled me to think it hath spoilt!
Some may say it's a fact;  some agree it is truethat I'm a really great bakerbut cheesy polenta, albeit yummy,does not reheat well in my waffle maker.                                                 
 A poem by Kay Smith

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