Jack Spratt could eat no fat
My husband rolls his eyes
That lucky guy! For one day he should try
My litany of allergies out for size
No beef, no lamb, nor nuts at that
Some fruits are even in cahoots
His wife could eat no lean
No fat, no lean, no meat for me at all
A born-again vegetarian quite contrarian
Deaf to hormone-plumped carnivores’ call
I have my whey with curd and bean
My tongue derides all pesticides
And so between the two of them
They licked the platter clean
This blending needs another ending
For our tainted, food-savvy scene
And so between the two of them
They went vegan, organic, and green
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Copyright Deborah McGlauflin, May 2013. All rights reserved
Thanks to the members of the Poets of the Green Tables for welcoming me to their group and for their very helpful feedback and suggestions on this poem, which I happily incorporated! This poem was my contribution to our collective play with writing poems based on nursery rhymes. What fun!