Wednesday, July 1, 2009

What is...?

What is candy, but something sweet?
And is it food that you'd like to eat?
Or would you rather have some meat?
I'll pick it up; I don't mind that feat.

What is chicken, but something fowl?
If you use too much ketchup, will you need a towel?
Or if you're having shish kebabs, will you need a little dowel?
And if you want truffles, will you need a trowel?

What is a sandwich, but bread and filling?
The bread comes from grain that has gone through the milling.
And fixings in abundance, over-spilling
Go in the mouth and lap of the sandwich-eating-willing.

What is an Amber. Could it be a stone?
Or maybe it's old sap from a tree Mesozone?
But when it's capitalized, it's not something you can own,
But someone whom you love, and will never be alone.

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