no pleasing some

here’s how it goes: 

you buy, cart home, prepare;

you put it on a plate – and serve

they look, they sniff

but they’re not having it,

wrinkle their noses, shake their heads.

-- you tip it in the bin.

okay, you say, i’ll figure out a way

to tempt that palate, make you eat

what i have got to give

you get a book,

you read,

you chop, you roast, you fry --

and serve it on a plate.

they look, they sniff

and leave it there untouched.

-- you tip it in the bin.

this time, you swear,

you’ll make those taste buds soar!

you’ll show them all

your expertise:

you get another book –

-- a better one --

go to a fancy store and buy;

you dice, you snip, you fricassee –

long story short?

--you tip it in the bin.

what can i do?

will they eat my own flesh?

shall i serve up my heart,

my liver on a china dish?

will they eat that?

what if they won’t?

should i get in the bin?