Ode to a Pink Snowball

in the store I spotted you, all alone
and whispering your secrets unto me.

so, of course, I was forced to bring you home
and together we'd wander through my front door

I did all of the heavy work whilst you just had a heyday,
jumping up and down for joy within your grocery bag, smiling

but shortly thereafter, I'm sad to say, the party will be over as my hunger will have
rightfully kicked in. sorry, you only ever got to see the kitchen before meeting my guts

3-31-11
james kenneth blaylock

04/05/2011