Avocados
This poem is a request from an inspirational friend of mine, to whom I owe much thanks. A vo ca do s Why the small Avocado? Well, just simply because They're delicious isn't enough. It's cause she said. So, these brown green under green yummies are The pride and glory of my bacon sand wich The brown sphere is central to this fruit This fruit that so splendidly makes a dish Called (and lovingly so) guacamole, a pasty Delic ious condiment mixed with tomato and onion Or you take a ripe and squishy avoc ado, skin and gut it And slice up the master topper for your fa vorite crac kers This one, so sm al l, who lays beside his brot her in scaly skin Who says to the wo r l d at large, "I am divine in flavor, now begin All ye hungry mortals, to see k within, and f i nd y our taste buds' friend And though hired to say, in truth I say to you all this, And not just, But also, now what better reason is there for so great a natural Food? And why wouldn't a ...