A Supermarket Sonnet for Todd

[Leanne]

'Tis apples in the trolley first of all;
Tomatoes next, but gently lest they bruise,
then melons, which I must be sure to choose
by firmest flesh, those are the best to ball.
Across the way to seek the butcher's stall
and stop a while to carefully peruse
the rump, or chuck perhaps, for sweeter stews --
I must decide -- oh, how those chops enthrall!

A shopping day need not be dull or so
prosaic as the cardboard boxes grey
and grim that stand impassive, row by row;
I think it more a magical buffet,
a wondrous world where platters overflow,
as long as you've a credit card to pay.

[Todd]

That's brillant...there's something for everyone produce, sex, and credit cards.

Love it!

[Leanne]

I won't take the blame, it's all your fault.

[Todd]

Now that sounds like nearly every relationship I've ever had.

How refreshing.

[Leanne]

Surely they haven't all been a Toddal disaster?

[billy]

then melons, which I must be sure to choose
by firmest flesh, those are the best to ball.

as an old man i can say with all honesty, I've done my fair share of melon balling