I try to think up a riposte
to my neighbor’s blatant boast
his guacamole is the best,
well-noted for its creamy zest.
He made it for my solstice party,
cilantro sprigs to make it arty.
And, concerned that we’d run out,
he brought an extra carton out.
Superfluous, for, undiminished,
even his first bowl went unfinished,
for I made guacamole, too,
and it was mine that counted coup.
The two were polar opposites.
Mine was the best. His was the pits.
For though his pot of guac was fine,
I put the pot inside of mine!
Prompt words today are solstice, superfluous, riposte,
polar, concern and carton. Image by Yakshi Virmani on Unsplash.
Ha~! but sounds so good~! Now I will be hungry for guacamole for the rest of the day~!
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Lol. Thanks for the chuckle
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That’s good for a laugh! Sam will not only be hungry for guacamole, if he eats yours, he will really have the munchies.
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Haha very clever
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🙂 You can’t go wrong with that combo.
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