The Meal of Stones

Tanya Guleria

by Tanya Guleria

Story


Once a soldier came back from heavy war

And needed some shelter and a bit of food.

He saw a house and knocked on the door,

Where the hostess was in stingy mood.


She had no choice and let him in

She was afraid of neighbors’ talking.

All people say it is a sin

To leave a soldier in the darkness walking.


But as he asked for some dinner,

She couldn’t overcome her sparing;

She said her shelf could not be cleaner

And its condition is dispairing.


He said he’d teach her a receipt

To make a dish of stones.

He made his mind without deceit,

She’ll eat her meal alone.


So he took a pot

And asked her for some oil,

While the oil was getting hot,

He put the stones to boil.


He cut an onion into dices

And left them fry to gold.

He cut some meat and added spices,

He managed with her scold,


He even got tomato sauce

And put it in the meal of stones

The hostess poked her curious nose

And said to her this meal was known.


She said she cooked it on her own,

And explained in haste

She never put in it a stone:

It makes no better taste.

© Tanya Guleria 2023-12-17

Genres
Humor & Satire
Moods
Funny
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