Flowers Poem by Nestor David Armas

I think I caught
A funny thought
In my head
Cheesy bread,
I fed you baloney
No corn dog as corny,
Saved the rind
In case you were behind
The cold hard crust
A sandwich thrust
Like arrow or spade
Upon a pretzel stick,
Layer on the Mayo thick
Kicked in tomatoes
And lettuce add
Pickles from a hard blade
Mustard knows
Not a salad
Can come in between
This club and then steam
Veggies, the toothpick
Needs a sparkly lick,
If bacon were
But an apple core
Orange you glad
Of all the fun we had?
If mushrooms could
Take off their hats
I also would
Cause I'm a fungi and that's
Why never to you did I lie,
But cauliflowers
Don't make the best roses
And no amount of flowers
Can hide that under our noses
Waiting to happen;
I would stop laughing then...