S'mores

 

 

S’mores

  

Marshmallows on fingered fire,
Brown there skin toward our desire,
Thin chocolate that’s sure to please,
And, ‘tween two squares of Graham we squeeze.
 

Mooshy, smooshy; warmed just right,
The chocolate melts; we take a bite,
Munchy, crunchy; soft and sweet,
Fantastical this oozy treat!
 

Who thought of this; who took the dare?
Creating this campfire fare-
Was genius, and we all adore,
That you would name this treat “S’more”!

 

 

Peter Lowell Paulson
November 5, 2012