Looked longingly at heads piled high,
Wanted to grab them, but let out a sigh,
88 cents called me, I grabbed pricier food,
Thoughts of chef salad and BLTs collude,
$4 zucchini, $7 chard,
Can be cooked, raw is barred.
Not a chance for a salad bowl,
Bye bargain lettuce and bankroll.
10 comments:
Anita, great use of rhyme and alliteration. I especially like your last time: "Bye bargain lettuce and bankroll".
Great way to use current events!
When is a bargain not a bargain. Great poem. Timely. arjeha
The image of "heads piled high" makes me crave a huge, crunchy salad.
Loved your grocery store rhymes that express my sentiments exactly!
Anita,
Ugh! We should be enjoying salads this summer, but this freaking admin prefers to make us sick! I’ll be eating lots of cucumbers dipped in ranch.
What a messed up time! I hope you all can safely "indulge" in salads soon and wonder what the next big mess this administration is connected to will be:(
Anita, wow! When I saw your teaser--from $3.99 to $0.88, I just thought what a bargain, but then reading your poem I remember our unwanted cyclospora guest. When will we learn?
A clever poem that makes me really want a salad. There's not much illness in our area, and I'm thankful for that.
I never thought I would miss lettuce this much, but here I am, missing it. And I never realized how much I had to think about what is on the menu and on each entree - - I gave up the salad at the new Japanese place last Thursday, and I do love an Asian salad with the tangy dressing so much. I just can't take those risks, and I stand in solidarity with you looking at all the lettuce.
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