A few summers ago, my wife got a new recipe for yellow summer squash pickles. I wasn't sure about it and wrote this poem. Now they are one of my favorite pickles:
You asked
me to try
one newly
prepared
summer squash
pickle.
I think
to myself
that
nothing
could be quite
as sour
as my refusal
to do
as you
ask.
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