To A Spoon – An Ode Most Heartfelt

As someone mentioned looking forward to odes to inanimate objects, I feel the need to oblige.  This, my friends, is:

To A Spoon

O’ lovely Spoon, it’s roundness pleasing,

From a jar, its contents easing

Delights, for my delectation,

The vehicle of this revelation.

A Spoon – such a simple artifice!

From a handle a scoop doth kiss

Upon merry ladies at their tea

One sugar, my dear, or perhaps three?

At this convenience I cannot say

But that I knowest mine heart doth stray

Upon a Knife, or Fork, it’s true –

When a Spoon just will not do.

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