A Pickle Pantoum

Pickles Pantoum!
Written for the Spam Slingers

Mmmmm! Pickles, their many uses!
This poem I’m gonna write
Of tasty treats and self abuses
The gherkin which I bite

This poem I’m gonna write
It’s filled with innuendo
The gherkin which I bite
Won’t go in my rear-endo.

I’ts filled with innuendo,
Though I’ll slap it on my sandwich.
Won’t go in my rear-endo
Although I am a damn bitch.

Though I’ll slap it on my sandwich,
I’ll wince at all the sour
Although I am a damn bitch,
This poem won’t take an hour.

So now I’ll end my sweet Pantoum
Of tasty treats and self abuses
My garlic farts will clear the room
Mmmmm! Pickles, their many uses!



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