From the garden,
from the orchard,
from the little corner store;
a bag, a bag, and one bag more
to feed my feelings.
For my Christian sense of duty
that clings like a case of cooties
to a second graders hair -
a pear. Of course, I'll share.
For my unrequited lust,
my lady parts that gather dust,
and the dreams that wreck my slumber -
a cucumber. I wonder . . .
And finally for my friend,
my boon companion till the end;
for my Fear when nothing's scary -
a big raspberry! Thbpttbbt!
For The Tuesday Platform at Real Toads