Wednesday, November 05, 2008

It'a a PICKLE



What in the world?!
It's a pickle I see up high in a tree.
O how could that be a pickle in a tree.
O I know it's a lie I see
Up high in that tree!
are my eyes deceiving me?
Why no it's a pickle I see
up high in that tree
just dangling so gloriously
waiting to be eaten so vigorously
That pickle is so silly to me
just hanging around waiting for me
That pickle I see in the tree

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.
Matthew Arnold, 'Sohrab and Rustum,' 1853
English critic & poet (1822 - 1888)

4 comments:

Virginia Gal said...

is that from your garden in FL?

citizen of the world said...

Overlooking for the moment that a cuke is not a pickle unti you pickle it, way cool that you're still getting veggies.

Shoebee said...

Hey, that's my pickle, not yours, and it is not the one in the tree.

I think I broke my foot, or dislocated it.

mommanator said...

As shoebee said it's pickle in Md, I just couldnt help myself- guess I could have written about the cuke in the tree that possesses me!
I was in a really nutty mood!