Thursday, November 23, 2006

Ode to the Thanksgiving Squash of Scotland









O behold

-----the Thanksgiving Squash of Scotland.


O lovely squash

-----you remained

----------undiscovered

---------------nestled among the other produce.


You spoke to me

-----and bid me buy you.


Some aspect of your unique appearance

-----awed and baffled the ASDA checker;

----------she fumbled in your radiant presence.


If only they knew, others would desire you,

-----but you came to me, my precious.


Soon your worth shall be known to all,

-----suspended for all time in these lines.


All will know too late that you belong with me,

-----O Scottish Squash,

----------in my home,

---------------in my heart,

--------------------'til death.

2 comments:

SOG said...

Woh!!!!! That is mind boggling - unsurpassed - unprecidented - unique and just about the best Ode I ever read. Enjoyed our talk today. Happy Thanksgiving!

leah buns ;-) said...

I beheld the Thanksgiving Squash of Scotland...I am in awe.