Sugar Hates Recollections
'Handle not the lesser fruit!', so spake the chieftain bold,
"For when you handle lesser fruit your fingers will turn gold!"
And surely you would rather that your clansmen were not told
That pewter turns to copper when the weather is too cold
"I think you be cautious and return to whence you came
"And never tell the customs man your true and secret name
And hide this small potato in your sock to make you lame
But try it with a walnut and you'll never be the same
Contributors: | The Agent Apsley, Mrs TG, TG, P, Grayman. |
Poem finished: | 7th February 2000. |