by Marie Elena


Everything was just peachy,
Until jokes began raisin eyebrows.
“Mangoes into a bar …”

Figures … it was the rutabaga.
Elderberries grabbed olive the baby peas,
Endive never seen them move so fast –
It was plum bananas!

Luckily, no one was squashed.

Currantly, things seem to be back under control.
Lettuce hope it stays this way.
Shallot turn ugly again, we’ll just beet it.

In response to Robert Lee Brewer’s April Poem-a-Day Challenge, 2015, Prompt 22 – Nature