One Idea Poem, With Rime...Meter...
Can of soup on the shelf,
You're not made by an Elf.
Can of soup, why so glum?
You were made for my 'tum'.
Can of soup, with crackers,
Diced cheese, onions...smackers!
Can of soup, much too late! !
Fine print says, 'Out of Date'.
haha! Much too late indeed! expired food, don't be a jerk and leave it 'free' on the table at work for some poor fool to eat greedily (why yes, it was me) - c
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoy these kinds of poems. You always have a surprise ending.