Salad Days

Life ain’t no picnic
’cause when I open the basket
I get a head cheese sandwich
which is body parts, right?
In aspic, like the gelatin
of love, holding it all together.

Ain’t a bowl of cherries either,
aren’t the pits toxic? Dog got sick
last time she got into a bunch.
More like life is a bowl of crabapples
and those make her sick too.

If life is a journey, I’m amazed.
If it’s a game, my bones feel like
at-bats, and my ribs are scored.
If life is change,
someone stole my lunch money!

If life is a gift,
are we all supposed to
live in the present?

Tossing a salad for Miz Quickly’s Labor Day Picnic

6 thoughts on “Salad Days

  1. Ooh… Head Cheese. I saw how that was made. Not going pass my lips.

    Yeah the saying goes:
    Yesterday is a history
    Tomorrow is a mystery
    Today is a gift –
    That’s why it’s the Present

    And… change is the only constant.

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