Jello
Jello is a mellow way of filling up a tub
A smashing way of chilling up an ordinary scrub
The jello is a fellow’s way of doing something new
A rock and roll adventure in a musical revue
I chose to pose in jello when I thought that it was keen
To render my devotion to the swinging singles scene
I played around and partied in my polyester clothes
But gentlemen in jello cannot kneel to propose
I trembled in my jello with a universal wish
For peace and understanding in a human petri dish
I thought about the acrobats who never made the flip
Of bouncing on my jello with a bowl of dairy whip
The quality of jello with a cello for a choice
Will make a happy fellow when you bellow with your voice
The jello is a fellow’s way of making something stick
A merry new adventure with a momentary flick
I love to squish my jello with a hello every day
Nothing could be mellow in a more peculiar way
Remember, kindly fellow, when your jello mix is blue
That ladies love to bellow in a jello fix for two.
Written and submitted May 18, 2022, to
A Merger With Food poetry contest
Sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
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