Food For Thought
Food for Thought...
You want puns?
How about on buns?
Written word fun
From the fruits of the Earth's sun
Thought about cruisin' on my bike to grab some grub, but it was two-tired.
Decided to ask the cow out to the Stampede, but he was grounded.
Caught some fish that was wailing from some a-salt and batterin'.
Went to the vineyard & stepped on a grape, but it was too winey.
The sunset blazed on as the lettuce showed tall in the field, a head above the rest.
Clouds settling in for the night realized there's no contest for a fowl-weathered friend that the ghost of the poultry-geist leaves behind, egg-credibly the best...
Boiled eggs are hard to beat.
And, hey... ya know? A girl's gotta eat!
Copyright © Kristen Granet | Year Posted 2023
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