Thin AirA Poem by Lydia ShutterJust having a bit of fun here.We
are in the midst of thin air? The
air is thin you say? Now
how is that possible? I
must investigate without delay!
The
aroma from the kitchen Has
me smacking my lips Whereon
lingers the flavor Of
salt and vinegar chips!
When
past the pantry I saunter M
& M’s scream my name Unleashing
a raging desire Quite
impossible to tame!
Yet
you say the air is thin A
quandary of grand proportion With
all the goodies around here Surely
the air deserves her fair portion!
No
there must be some mistake Your
perception is amiss Pish
posh - - the air is thin?
This
theory I summarily dismiss! © 2016 Lydia ShutterReviews
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