Friday, September 30, 2011

Things I Saw Fried at the Fair - a county fair poem; a food poem

Things I Saw Fried at the Fair
By
Greg Pincus

Pickles, zucchini, and burgers (with cheese).
Fish, shrimp, potatoes, and Kool Aid (oh, please!).
Ribs, avocado, a big Oreo,
Chicken and ice cream and hot dogs in dough.
Twinkies and onions and Snickers and squid.
The patience of parents and one wiped-out kid.

This week's Poetry Friday roundup is at the County Fair and... no, wait! It's at Sara Lewis Holmes' Read Write Believe. Go on and check it out.

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12 comments:

tanita davis said...

The deep-fried Kool Aid this year made me roll my eyes, too. Deep fried sugar and dye. Really????

Toby Speed said...

This is great, Greg! One of our local restaurants serves fried macaroni and cheese.

jama said...

Yay,a food poem! Totally delish, but the Kool Aid gives me pause, too . . . do they really fry that?

Joyce Ray said...

I also saw fried Oreos for the first time. Wonderful poem! I love the ending.

KURIOUS KITTY said...

Greg, if you'd like a fair photo to accompany your oh-so-disgustingly-great poem, let me know. I have a one from a fried Oreo stand. And I may even have one with a sign for fried jellybeans! dianemayrATdianemayrDOTcom

Ruth said...

Yum! Thanks for sharing this delicious poem! I can relate to the parents' patience being fried, too.

teacherdance said...

Really great, especially if you've seen these lately. I just heard from my grandson at the South Plains Fair in Lubbock, Texas--all things as you wrote! He and parents, too. You caught it!

Myra Garces-Bacsal from GatheringBooks said...

What Jama noted caught my eye too, do they fry Kool Aid? And... err, ribs? Haha. *mouthwatering post!*

david elzey said...

how the heck do they fry kool-aid? is it like a batter-fried popsicle, or more like a soup dumpling in a wonton.

i really need a picture for that one!

Andi Sibley said...

Yup - fried parents - I can relate to that one! Great ending kick.

Mary Lee said...

Next weekend is the last county fair in Ohio. I'll be reciting your poem in my head as I walk through the wafts of fried foods and witness the kids and parents in your last line!

cleemckenzie said...

The fried Kool Aid gave me the shivers. However, I just heard about fried butter. Really.