Turned
The mayonnaise had turned.
The ham sandwich stuck to my tongue.
Then the sunlight turned from pale yellow
to dull dish-wash drizzle.
In town the sidewalks had turned slick.
An English friend I knew,
even before he turned into an American
turned on me –
Said he jovially,
“You’ve turned into a right ol’e git.”
I smiled smugly,
told him that in the U.S.
they don’t know what a ‘git’ is!
Turns out I was wrong.
Trans-Atlantic lingo has turned
with the changing times,
turns out they knew,
they bloody well really knew!
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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