Snack
by Lionel E. Deimel
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I keep few snacks around the house;
If I kept more, I would only eat them,
Consuming hundreds of unneeded calories.
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I have never been tempted to try drugs
Because I recognize my own powerlessness
Before a bag of potato chips.
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But there are times when one must have a
snack—
A chocolate bar, a cookie, a pretzel,
Even a stalk of celery, for God’s sake!
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Desperation can lead to odd treats—
Crackers with ketchup-mustard dip
Or peanut butter on carrots.
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Today, the cookie jar is empty,
And there is no fruit in the refrigerator;
There is no cheese, not even any broccoli.
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What’s in this foil pouch?
Ah, tasty chicken nuggets.
Why is there a cat on the package?
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| Not much needs to be said about this poem,
except to disclaim a degree of originality for it. I got the idea for
the poem from a commercial I saw on television a few days ago. In that
commercial, a man is enjoying a snack from a foil pouch and wonders why
there is a cat pictured on the pouch. I did not catch the name of the
product being advertised. (Written 1/23/2002.) |
   
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