The Pear on My Desk
Thursday, June 30th, 2005I have a pear on my desk.
The pear is delicious, I bet.
But I’m not eating it just yet.
I will wait until hungry I get.
But I think the pear is looking at me, in jest.
That is something I detest.
What a pest.
It sits there on my desk, thinking it is the best.
I want to give it a good press,
but oh, that’d be a big mess, no less.
So I will leave it be, I guess.
Lest it gets even more smug and rots,
right here on my desk.
