Dirty Honey
Lost and hungry, the sign: "Fresh fruit and honey".
Do I buy a jar out of charity and test the fates?
Country stores are notorious for not throwing 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 gnome and some socks
I put the dirty honey back on the dusty shelf
and bid farewell to Mom and Pops.
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