Tuesday, September 2, 2014


I've lentils on my cupboard shelf,
They've been there past a year.
I think that my vegetarian son,
Coerced them while he was here.

Each day when I see them lying still,
In a prison without bail.
I think they must wait his return,
Or jump in a box, in the mail.

But perhaps the fate of those tiny legumes,
Is not so forlorn and forsaken.
I'll Google the possible use of a pan,
And those lentils enhanced with some bacon.

Image by Melissa Doroquez, Flikr

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Alas, I don't think mailing them would be cost effective!