Where's Gilbert Grape?


Home Delivery

once
there was
a grocery boy
who delivered
to my home
he brought me
tempting treasures
and gave me
the
purest pleasures
when he found
me
all alone.
my pantry
seldom
needs
stocking
but
i
called him
and
await
his knocking
on my back door.

Oh, its quarter to four.

tap...
tap...
tap...

"grocery boy"

I'm hungry!

; )

kathy lockhart
10/02/06



Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-10-03 at 01:25

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
When Gilbert is finished delivering there, send him to me. My pantry could use some restocking too.
2006-10-05


Kari
this reminds me of...Desperate Housewives.. hehe :)
2006-10-03


wee2souls
ya!! ya!!what were you hungry for lol!!!
what a mind teaser this poem my mommakac lol!!!
ah!!!ya were hungry for mixed nuts lol:))
I can feel this in your write lol:)
++++moooo hee! hee!
cindymac:)
2006-10-03


Rob Graber
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
2006-10-03


keith nunes
my, what an appetite young lady! a lovely little ditty I think.
2006-10-03