Rhubarb Dancing Poem by Douglas Scotney

An apple was skinned, sliced and cored
and cooked with rhubarb.
The concoction was mouthed by the corps de ballet.

Just the other day, a corps mouthed rhubarb
cooked with a sliced, skinned apple
whose core had been thrown away.

Yet another corps mouthed rhubarb
cooked with an apple
skinned and sliced and without the core.

Despite the game,
when it comes to mouthing rhubarb,
all corps say much the same.