No One Who Deserves It More
There’s no one who deserves a verse
More than the first of candy makers.
Each piece wrapped In a disguise,
First and best of vört bread bakers:
Heaven’s prize!
The sugared calories that stand in queue:
I eat a few – not more than two.
But Kent, he eats one hundred two!
The bread: I can’t resist the bread.
It doesn’t need a spread of cheese or anything.
It cannot hurt to eat the vört
Whose slices are the very nicest
Ever served a gal.
You are my pal!
And what a pal.
Yes, no one who deserves a poem:
One who makes a person never leave their home.
Fudge that makes one never budge.
Bread that makes the stomach smile.
Both of which we’d walk a mile for.
We cannot thank you half enough!
I could stuff myself
With half a loaf.
Dear Veronica, you dear.
Always stay forever near.
(Lasse too.)
What would we do without you!
No One Who Deserves It More 12.26.2021 Special People, Special Occasions Arlene Never Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 