Learning What To Dunk... Poem by pssive w nker

Ovaltine and biscuits would not settle me last night
then you showed up to hold my hand
and made all warmness right

You stirred me just up a little, then drank from my cup
I never did stop you though to say … “Okay, that is e’nuf! ...”...

Instead I slowly studied of opposites, like
top, bottom, in, out, sugar and salt, sweet and sour
… but also I learnt of foods, such as
blueberry and yoghurt that
would keep until the morning hour

and spreads on toast would serve me most
if you stayed as extra to be my host
then if wouldn’t matter if it were beans or mash
I’d shake your sauce for just a dash….
of salsa to the morning bite
to shake off night with new appetite…