Avocados
The first time that I tasted one
Was in the Promised Land.
One bite and my horizons
Very quickly did expand.
I ate them smeared on crusty bread
With just a little salt
And when I’d gained a dozen pounds,
I knew what was at fault.
And yet I kept on eating them,
With chips, as guacamole,
Well on my way to turning into
Someone roly-poly.
As years went by, I lost that weight
And now don’t stuff my face,
But avocados still retain
A flavor I embrace.
If you have never tried one,
You’ll be filled with sweet surprise,
But be careful or when shopping,
You’ll go up at least one size!
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