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You say you want lots of rum? Put it in a big fat drum.
Cooking oils put in drums too. Soy or canola will do.

Put your hands in a basin. Want a jar? How about a Mason?
In a jar, you can put jam, but probably not a ham.

Flour you can put into a bowl. Lay flat for biscuits. Roll and roll.
Sugar put into a bowl with flour. Add in things not sour!

Put your trash in a bin. In a glass pour your gin.
Soup or a drink put in a cup. All night in comfort you can sup.

In our sky God put stars. In cartons man put cigars.
In cartons too you can put milk. On your hair put a scarf of silk.

Put good fruit into a pail. In your mailbox stick your mail.
Many things you can put in a box. Things from Amazon, clocks and rocks.

Coins I might put in a pouch; cash in cushions of my couch.
In my bag I put such things as lipstick, cash, strings or rings.

In your lunchbox put a banana. Bikinis, though, put in a cabana!
Santa puts gifts in a sack. Shirts you put both front and back.

Folks put liquids in a jug. Liquids hot go in a mug.
A lot of fluid put in a vat. I don’t think most folks own that.

In a bathtub put your body, using bath salts – not too shoddy.
Put your wool things in a sink. But dry hot not, or it will shrink!

You can put upon a tray things not too big down to lay.
Last, should all a body burn, it’s good to hold it in an urn.

Jan. 24, 2023 for the Lipogram Poetry Contest of Emile Pinet

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