I only put two teaspoons in,
A touch, a taste, no more,
And yet it blew our eye balls out,
They rolled along the floor.

The steam began to freely stream,
Out of our reddening ears,
Our hair stood up, alert and straight,
Our cheeks flowed with our tears.

A silent scream began to grow,
In brewing, roaring strength,
And from our mouths fierce anger poured,
A flaming dragon’s breath.

The mounting pressure grew and grew,
Alarms began to sound,
The panic overwhelming, shrill,
Causing our heads to pound

Until at last in desperation,
We ran to find the sink,
And wrapped our mouths around the taps,
And started to urgently drink!

I may have over estimated the amount of curry sauce required…
(05.09.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by LOLA AZIZADA on Unsplash