Pass the Ketchup, Please
A tradition in our house on New Year’s Day each year
Black eyed peas on your dinner plate will appear
A dish guaranteed to bring you good luck
If you want it all year you better eat them all up
I am not a fan of those black eyed peas
So smother them in onions and ketchup, if you would please
Doctored up this way I will consume the whole bowl
For the good luck that they bring has made me a fortunate soul
So, once a year I will eat those nasty legumes
And if I really am lucky …
… next New Year’s Day will not get here too soon
For the "Traditions" contest
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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