The Secret To Inner Peace

After years of searching

For inner peace

For tranquility

For true euphoria

I have finally found the answer

A little bottle that holds the secret

The magic potion that will bring me eternal bliss

I pop open the lid

And add a generous helping to my husbands plate

I wait as he savours each bite

“There’s something new in there”

“There sure is, honey”

“Hmmm… what is that taste”

“You’ll never believe what it is”

“I don’t feel so good…”

“You’ll never guess”

“WHAT DID YOU PUT IN MY FOOD?”

“Some celery, carrots, onions and about half a bottle of rat poison”

I lean back enjoying the silence

What a wonderful evening this turned out to be


Disclaimer: No husbands were harmed in the writing of this poem. This poem is a work of fiction and any resemblances to real life poisonings I have committed are entirely accidental. 

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38 thoughts on “The Secret To Inner Peace

  1. Haha, I can’t help imagining. I have to say I’ve met several women who have tried and are still trying to use cooking and food to regulate their husbands’ behavior. And it is true. An unhappy chef is not going to produce a nice family dinner. So be nice to the chef. Otherwise…

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  2. I don’t know if I’m odd cause this post made my morning.
    When I read, “The Secret to Inner Peace” I must admit I sat up straighter.
    Talk about a plot twist.

    The disclaimer made me laugh.😅

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