Crabby Abbie

An inspiration from a little girl next door. Though no longer so little, she is still an inspiration!

Crabby Abbie's Breakfast

Crabby Abbie woke up one day,
Sat down to breakfast and to her dismay,
No longer liked her curds and whey,
are much too sticky and taste like hay.

She grabbed her pup Otis and off they went,
Her plan was to use her puppy’s keen scent,
To sniff out good food for her breakfast event,
Even if she must speak to every lady and gent.

Otis sniffed out an old man named Jake,
Who was cooking something down by the lake.
It was a horrible smell, for goodness sake,
It was barbequed, hickory, water snake.

After a while they saw a house near a brook,
And singing inside was Gerda the cook,
Reading a recipe from her cookbook,
And out of her cupboard some bug-guts she took.

At one more stop along the path,
They saw George the Dragon fresh from his bath.
He was eating a sandwich and doing some math.
The sandwich was made from scraps from the trash.

Abbie said “Otis, this isn’t good,”
It seems that nobody has good tasting food.
Next meal we see might be one of blood pud’,
So zip up your sweater, I’ll put up my hood.

So back they went to their own breakfast table,
Grateful that their food required no label,
Where they ate curds and whey ‘till they were no longer able,
And that is the end of this little fable!

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