Folksongs, Revisited


Your mother’s eggplant
You kept on the vine too long
It is black now, cracked and overripe
Should I throw it out?

Please don’t, let’s make use of it
For the autumn equinox
We’ll dry the belly in the sun
And replant the seeds

Suzie Asado

Suzie Asado, bitter green tea
Please add honey and make it sweet
She was afraid of radiation, upstream
So she threw out the Sencha
Matcha, and Kombucha
And kept the Jasmine Green
But Suzie, it’s laced with arsenic!
The Chinese earth, too, is mean
Now Suzie has recycled her tins
And drinks plain water from a Sippy Cup