Dirty Honey
Lost and hungry, the sign said " fresh fruit and honey",
to buy a jar out of charity and test the fates
country stores never throw anything away-
I picked up a dusty jar and held it to the light
to see if anything was on the rot or even alive
it was off color, so I bought a soda and a some socks
I put the dirty honey back on the ancient shelf
and bid farewell to mom and pop-
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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