I Peered Into the Pantry

I peered into the pantry to see what I could see;
A seed was there, I ate it—it tasted good to me!
I found some rich, ripe compost atop the highest shelf;
Since I’d no one to share with, I ate it all myself.
I love the taste of crude things, things rare as crystal seas;
They heat my brain and belly, and make me want to sneeze!
I know the changing climate is something I’ll survive;
In my pantry habitat I’ll always grow and thrive!

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© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Rare

Agave in bloom, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 

how rare the sight—
yellow blossoms brushing
the sky with light

 
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