Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Tapioca

An original poem by Jonathan Stockeland

Tapioca is a treat
That I really rather like to eat.
Tapioca, hot or cold
Cures even the most common cold.
Tapioca in a bowl
Reminds me of times so long ago.
Tapioca in a mixing bowl
Is a single serving for me alone.
For this poem to continue on
There are other sounds I must rely upon.
Tapioca is really great
Sometimes even with strawberry shortcake.
Tapioca is a dessert
Extracted from an Amazonian root.
Tapioca, now I turn to you
You are a wonderful, creamy, tasty goo.
Tapioca, whether served thick or thin
You have brought me through thick and... thin.
Tapioca, I can say no more
For I must pack my bags and run to the store.

Take that, Robert Frost.

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