do green grocers count free range sheep
I often wonder slightly,
as I close the fridge door nightly,
is there more to know about produce,
so innocent next to juice?
Does the mayo fight the milk jug?
Does the ketchup dance out on the rug?
I swear I hear it faintly,
from the kitchen floors below!
Are the leftover pizza slices,
charging outrageous ticket prices,
to a vaudeville pickle show?
But everytime I creep,
to see what company bagels keep,
my eyes can only see,
a quiet scone,
and a dormant block of provolone!
I'll get the tea pot to tell it all to me...
Copyright © Andrew Foreman | Year Posted 2014
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