National Poetry Month!

This is Just to Say
by Nicholas R. Currier
(1998)

I have eaten
those waffles
that we in that wafflemaker
which were probably 
being saved
as a snack
for others.


"Leggo my Eggo"
I hear you cry.


Punish me
for they were warm
 and sweet with butter
and ridged
and oh so fattening.