
Every now and again itโs good to write a silly poem just because. One morning after preparing the usual smoothie for myself and Android, I noticed that he was taking rather a long time to come down and collect his. I was in a silly mood and decided to pen a little poem about his forlorn smoothie waiting patiently on the work surface. You have to get your kicks somehow!
Smooth Mover
Iโm waiting for you on the side
This doesnโt feel so groovy
Your distance I just canโt abide
For Iโm your loyal smoothie
Iโm full of fresh banana chunks
sweet dates and blueberry flavour
A glass of goodness fit for monks
When will you come and savour?
Prepared with love and made with pride
Get off your bum and choose me
Iโm waiting for you on the side
For Iโm your loyal smoothie