Thursday, October 1, 2009

A poem from one who is not a poet

Here's the poem I promised a few entries ago.

ODE TO SOLANACEAE
Oh, deadly nightshade,
You mysterious bundle of DNA,
Perhaps you knew we were coming.
You killed some of us, but
You spawned many tasty cousins:
Potato, tomato, eggplant, and peppers.
Your cousins, too, are toxic
Except for the parts we eat.
So intriguing, your beautiful toxic flowers
And your often delectable fruit.
Both feared and admired; Solanaceae,
I thank you
for forcing me to pay attention.

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