I hope Mum’s packed a donut
in my play lunch for today,
I feel like something sugary and sweet.
A piece of carrot cake
would go down well, I have to say,
or chocolate cake, an even better treat!
Or even cubes of tasty cheese
with slices of kabana.
Let’s see what yummy snack my Mum has made…
One crummy little biscuit
and an overripe banana?
Would anybody like to do a trade?
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #45
Jenny said: Reading the latest “food” prompt poem, “Lunchboxing” reminded me of a poem I wrote several years ago along the same theme. I thought I’d share it with others who remember being disappointed with the offerings put in their lunch box.