An Elegy to The Moldy Jar of Capers We Bought From Loblaws
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Gone are the days when goods, preserves, Goons in the present, by contrast, Green mold forms where once was pristine, |
An Elegy to The Moldy Jar of Capers We Bought From Loblaws
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Gone are the days when goods, preserves, Goons in the present, by contrast, Green mold forms where once was pristine, |
Poor capers. Though they look kind of scary and green no matter what. Hence… Goya?
Goya is the brand of capers. I admit that’s kind of bizarre, but for some reason seeing it printed on the jar inspired the whole poem. I should probably… explain that more. Maybe!