Vegie-Revenge

while walking down the grocery isle
I heard a parsnip
scream out help
I thought 
oh no
I need help
is this the end
I should call a friend
then the parsnip did it again
help
help me
down under the parsnip bin
the door was jammed 
all I could see was a clerk’s hand 
set me free
he said to me
I was relieved but he was
still shaking as I helped him up
he reached into the parsnip bin and
grabbed a huge parsnip
ran over to a blender
popped it in and 
as it was chopped into bits
smiled wide-eyed and said
that is the last time that Parsnip is going to do that 
to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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