'Potatoes again huh?' I ask, staring at the plate, eyes glazing over.
'No, actually- these are not really potatoes. It is lemon-meringue pie...masquerading as potatoes.' He says a little maniacally.
I whine: '& beans too?'
'No silly.. they are not true green beans- they are jelly beans in disguise.'
'Oh-' I say because I can think of nothing else.'-Oh- but the fish is fish right?'
'Not fish, pavlova! the pavlova incognito as fish! Clever foods aren't they?' Smiling and eating. Eating and winking. Winking and laughing.
The pavlova is in Cognito. I bet it was sunny in Cognito. I bet they drank punch with little umbrellas. I bet the dress up party was held on a deck, under the stars in Cognito. Everyone in Cognito would dance and make conga lines and throw up their arms in unison. In Cognito they would listen to Elvis songs and wear bermuda shorts and hawaiian shirts. In Cognito there would be so much happening- with the songs and the dancing and the parties-you would never be discovered.
It took a while for me to realise.
Much like 'Euthanasia'....I would hear it on the news and think they were talking about the poverty stricken children- the youth in Asia.
Funny. Maybe.
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