Innocent Glutton
monologue
An accident-prone food lover writes to Santa.
Sample:
Dear Santa,
It wasn’t my fault
That the train jumped the tracks with a jolt,
Killing one man on board.
I thought pulling the cord
Was a way to get pepper and salt.
Dear Santa,
You mustn’t blame me
For that restaurant fire that killed three.
Though I did strike the match,
I just fancied a batch
Of hot crumpets flambé’d with my tea
Sample:
Dear Santa,
It wasn’t my fault
That the train jumped the tracks with a jolt,
Killing one man on board.
I thought pulling the cord
Was a way to get pepper and salt.
Dear Santa,
You mustn’t blame me
For that restaurant fire that killed three.
Though I did strike the match,
I just fancied a batch
Of hot crumpets flambé’d with my tea