Chicken Parmesan Risotto (CPR)
One
night Phil said:
“Arlene?
Can you cook chicken?”
She
turned on the stove
As
this story plot thickens.
She
just learned CPR
And
she wanted to cook
As
the oven got hotter
She
decided to look.
Hmmm…looks
kind of dry
Oh
well, Phil doesn’t mind
And
he’s willing to try
She
served it up well
And
Phil took a bite
He
turned sort of blue
This
did not look right.
He
grabbed at his throat
This
looked like a sign
Then
she remembered
CPR! Just in time!
She
turned Phil around
And
squeezed him quite hard
She
thought; “What if he pukes?”
They
moved to the yard.
Phil
was still blue
And
was getting restless
Lack
of oxygen does that
And
can leave you breathless.
At
last, Arlene won
The
chicken ejected
Phil
was almost normal
New
dinner plans selected
Shall
we eat out tonight?
Phil
suggested with candor
Call
Tom & Nelle, but
Tell
them “NOT Colonel Sanders!”
From
Tom & Nelle,
After
Boothbay Harbor Visit
with Phil & Arlene Perlman
July
14, 2015
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