My pudding cup won't stand up
It can't support the weight of the spoon
When it's full of pudding it holds it up just fine
but when the delicious ballast is removed
and the spoon placed back in the cup
it tips over
like a small sailing boat
in the hands of an inexperienced crew
It's like the designer of the pudding cup
couldn't conceive of a time
when a spoon would be in the cup
without pudding
So the cup is clutched in hand
then emptied
and discarded like a husk
never to meet table again
and the spoon?
tossed in the sink with a wine glass
and an emptied bowl
until recently full of hot creamy clam chowder
and crunchy oyster crackers
still cradling it's spoon mind you
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
My pudding cup won't stand up
It can't support the weight of the spoon
When it's full of pudding it holds it up just fine
but when the delicious ballast is removed
and the spoon placed back in the cup
it tips over
like a small sailing boat
in the hands of an inexperienced crew
It's like the designer of the pudding cup
couldn't conceive of a time
when a spoon would be in the cup
without pudding
So the cup is clutched in hand
then emptied
and discarded like a husk
never to meet table again
and the spoon?
tossed in the sink with a wine glass
and an emptied bowl
until recently full of hot creamy clam chowder
and crunchy oyster crackers
still cradling it's spoon mind you
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