POEM - What you Shouldn’t See in the Store

The lovely green container caught my eye

Sitting there next to the sausage patties

And the odd frozen breakfast foods

Like the breakfast corn dog

Only the dog is a sausage

And the corn is a blueberry pancake

And I’ve now forgotten what caught my eye

Because none of this makes sense

And then I get close enough

To read the label

Red block letters spelling out inconceivable words:

SELECTED PORK BRAINS

I had thought it was guacamole

From that distance, and using logical reasoning

Boy, was I wrong, so very wrong

I should have guessed a ruse

Since guacamole belongs with Mexican food

And this container belongs in a landfill

Then I think of the joke

“This gives a whole new meaning to brain food!”

But really, who eats this stuff

Especially for breakfast