Author: Leylique Morrow PM
You're much too thin,' the spoon replied, her pride but slightly hurt. 'And as for being fat' she spat, 'I'll have you know they're curves'Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Humor - Chapters: 2 - Words: 737 - Reviews: 27 - Favs: 24 - Updated: 10-01-07 - Published: 07-27-05 - id: 1972606
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A/N: I wrote this in middle school when a friend went through an obsession with sporks. It's become one of my personal favorites. Chapter 1 is the revision I did in college. This is the original in all its awkward glory. =)
Once there were two implements
who fought all night and day
and never ceased to take a breath;
they had too much to say.
Too much to slam the other with,
and insults freely flowed
from one foul mouth to yonder ear,
each word a driving goad.
"You're fat and blunt," the fork cried out,
inducing further feud.
"Why, you're no good for picking up
the REAL chunks of food!"
"You're much too thin," the spoon replied,
her pride but slightly hurt.
"And as for being fat!" she spat,
"I'll have you know, they're curves!"
So on and on the bickering
Continued months and years
Until the other silverware
Stuffed cotton in its ears.
At one point, being fond of peace,
the knife, amidst the fight
decided he had had enough--
he'd end the sleepless nights.
The spoon was quick to listen but
the fork went on to yak
till finally she realized
that Spoon had not talked back.
"Just listen to your stupid selves,"
the knife said with a frown.
"I know you two can get along
And find some common ground.
The fork thinks that the way to help
is simply stabbing food,
while Spoon suggests that scooping up
is certainly less rude."
Resolving then to please them both
in finding a solution,
he called the local Paper-Plastic
He told them, "I must have a tool
that scoops and stabs and stirs--
and having it by late this week
is what the fork prefers."
And sure enough, twas late that week
when fin'lly it arrived:
So lovely this new wonder came,
the perfect plan derived!
For there before them, fork and spoon
beheld with their own eyes
the world's best creation yet,
and greatest compromise.
A spoon with little prongs on top
for stabbing food and such,
and yet, it could be used to scoop
the foods like soup and mush.
So finally the feud was over
'tween the spoon and fork,
and they agreed on naming "IT":
it HAD to be a Spork!