Friday, August 9, 2013

Picnic Shopping

He asked the clerk for a bit of cheese,
a bottle of wine and tin of nuts.
"Perchance some meat. Oh pretty please?"
"Make it of your finest Cuts."

"I'll need a cloth, so here's my pick,"
"and this exquisite tray of choicest fruit."
The register tabulated click, click, click,
then greedily accepted all his loot.

J.A.Scott

2 comments:

  1. I really liked this poem! Good food is expensive these days. :)

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    1. Agreed. So much easier to eat garbage food than it is to eat healthier food. So dumb.

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