Friends For Dinner (poem) by Kate Burnside on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 9, 2004

I wonder, will you cook for them again?
:) And I will go ANDY halves in that tart too, ta very much.
Thanks for the giggle Kate, darn well needed it today.

xxxContesse

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on August 9, 2004

Ain't that just the way it goes? Sometimes, when there's gossip, we have to understand that perhaps we have nothing else to say to one another, and we see our friendships fall apart -- perhaps not true friendships, any way. Very effective repition of rhyme.

Carmen :-)

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

SMILEs this is cute Kate!!!!!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

a group of gossipers ruins a gregarious gathering ...

well done!

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

Like Tellen Your Kids Be Quiet At supper Table_Huh!

Unique N Different!

TRASK

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

And I thought this was gunna be kannibal Kate...

Hey you can post me the tart, nooooooooo, not my ex, the treacle one..

Lady speak with much truth..

Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

Kate, you have such a remarkable and unique ability at drawing your reader right to your table of wisdom! Thank you for sharing your vast astuteness and creativity, my friend. Hopefully the brilliant knowledge and understanding you help spread around, catches on, Poet. Excellent work!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

Gossip ruins friendships. I sadly had to let one friend out of my life in this past year because of it. Great wrrite and in so few words!

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

uh oh! I hate gossip! Let the mice have the cheese;-)
Excellent poem to vent and share a good message Kate!

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

Hmmm.. I'd be a well-behaved dinner guest, promise! UNTIL or IF the cheese got 'aborted'... as a Cheesehead from Wisconsin, the act of aborting my cheese would get me thrown out on my ear, kicking and screaming! (grin) gotta have da cheese! You tell 'em, Kate... gossip doesn't belong at the table or anyplace else... I love your quick, rhythmic rhyming here... it made for a most enjoyable read. Good stuff! katy xox.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on August 8, 2004

Supper gossip not smart!

Oh, how I can relate to this one! And it's always a darn shame, when the cheese is aborted. I truly love cheese!