Nancy L. Meek

PASS THE CORNBREAD, DANG IT!

The roast is in the crock pot
The greens are on the stove
The peas have finished soaking
and it won’t be long, you know,
before we’ll fix a plate
with knife and fork in hand
and gorge until we ache…
or at least that is the plan.

We’ll pray for all the poor
who have no food to eat
and blokes without a cure
who are living on the street.
Yes, we’ll shovel, burp and poop
the grunts we’re cooking now,
but as for doing dishes, troop,
Hah! Not me! No way! No how!