This is Not Just to Say
Okay. I ate the damned
plums. But it’s not my
fault you left them
sitting there on the top
shelf, so sweet, so cold,
enticing me, as only
you, or perhaps a ripe
peach, or strawberries,
or Asian pears or even
pomegranates, can do.
Besides, you need
something substantial
for breakfast. How about
donuts, or bacon, instead?
* * *
My apologies to WCW, but I couldn’t resist. You can find the original Williams poem here. The poem first appeared here in September 2015.
O at the Edges 
love it!
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Thank you, Beth!
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Dear William Carlos Williams,
I have noticed the pattern, and you were the only person that was at work every day that my plums disappeared. I am tired of going hungry. It is really affecting my productivity during the morning hours. Well, I have had a pretty serious stomach virus the last couple of days. I am not going to say that I wiped my butt with those last plums that I put in the fridge, but I am not going to say that I didn’t either. All I am going to say is I hope you washed them before you ate them.
Sincerely,
The only other person who likes plums in this entire office. lol 🙂
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Damn him!
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lol 😀 🙂
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A classic!
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Ha! Thanks, VJ. By the way, I found your comment in my spam folder. Dunno why it was there, but thought I should tell you.
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It happens. I forget to check mine once in a while.
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Ah – reading this after Gary snatched the left-over pizza for his breakfast – there are downsides to “intermittent fasting” (13 hours between yesterday’s last meal and today’s first meal). Not that pizza is a parallel with plums – between your lines lies the drama of two sharing refrigerator space but eating on individual cycles.
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I love leftover pizza for breakfast! Hmm. I wonder if I should attempt a breakfast pizza?
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So much depends upon breakfast.
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