Peppered Pickles


Pungent peppered pickles
Were extremely hard to find
And she searched the land daily
In places far and wide

She went door to door
In hopes of finding a quart
One filled to the brim
With her brine covered port

The concoction was delicious
At least to her it was
And when others asked her why
She’d tell them “Just because”

She knew exactly what she liked
And peppered pickles were her fave
Which is why she ate them daily
As it was the only food she craved

So if you ever happen across a maiden
Looking for her pickled stew
I think you’ll understand
Exactly what you should do

© 2017 Michelle Cook

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