Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
In the land of Mashed Potato
where the peas roll from Laredo
red the carrots round the edges
roasted beef all sliced and wedges
there the gravy rains as blessing
brown and rich the taters dressing
down the canyons hot and steaming
to fill the mind with mealtime dreaming.
Line count: 8
Trochaic tetrameter
For Express It In Eight, 08.09.22
Prompt: Gravy.
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