gravy sweet gravy, by-product of roast
gravy not gravox, the bane of a good host

gravy on meat, and mash 'taters too
gravy on roast carrots, and all the peas through

gray sweet gravy, we love you so
gravy sweet gravy, i'll never say "whoa"

gravy my gravy, just soaked up in bread
gravy dear gravy, it's gone to my head

gravy from my roast, simmer the juices
gravy gets better, add master stock
gravy made thicker, a pinch of nice flour
gravy good gravy, just a tad o salt
gravy oh gravy, im ready for you


finnally, my poem on hands...

the human hand
stop and look at it now
one could think it was planned
just like our friend towel

a hand can do many things
and working together, can do many more
look at all the joy hands bring
and all the terror, for sure

a hand that strokes a loved one's cheek
can still be used to destroy and hurt

ok, so my gravy poem was better, but there you go.