I take this time now to write in honor of One, whose work for me is never ever done. With his uses of three, bringing good things up to me, He considers seeing my smile at offered gifts his true fun.
Ever so gently he prods and he pleads, “Use me to help increase your daily caloric needs! Do not fret, I am safe. What I bring, please take.” Spoon, fork and knife, oh, you make eating a breeze.
I keep this friend, Spork, always near. His presence allows me never to fear. Is this possessive? Oh sure. But, this way I know that he's undoubtedly pure. Crumbs of wheat? No! They will not bring me any more tears!