Salads Poem by shimon weinroth

something in me wants a salad
fruit, vegetable and other mixtures
to blend, dice, cut up, shred and toss
salt and pepper with spices

some of this some of that, curry tartar
orgeano, papriks, ginger, cloves and vanilla
cinnamon, a pinch of this
a bit, a jigger, a teaspoon full

precise directions, or just thrown in
added flare for decoration and color,
prepare a sauce, sniffing and tasting
fun and need a creative art,
tangy sweet or sour, add onion, garlic
or lemon, the mix a cultural deal
so say the gurus, variety the spice of life