To Market We Go

I went to town to buy a peach,
My dollar in my hand.
I heard a ship land on the shore,
T’was fresh from port Japan.

I drove to town, and then to port,
So I could greet the ship.
My hopes were high as high could be;
I’d soon make apple crisps.

I crossed a line, was strapped for time,
And so I bought some grapes;
At dinner time I need some thyme
To compliment my dates.

This price I’m told is fair and cheap
(For produce of this brand)
And so I sighed with great delight,
Despite them being bland.

I crossed a line, yes just in time,
And I bought some grapes;
Peaches, pears, and apples too
No money did I waste.

It was not long, not long ago,
These fruit were in far off lands.
Now here they are these treasures grand
This produce in my hand.

My tires spun upon the road,
An apple in my hand.
A token from the eastern shores,
These apples from Japan.

I settled in, yes back at home,
And much to my delight
I could start on the latest recipe
Ms. Crocker shared with me last night.

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Michael Ray

Bachelors of English Literature
Humboldt State University.

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