French Salad Dressing
Last night I woke up thirsty at two o'clock or later
And went to get a drink before going back to bed.
When I reached my hand into the refrigerator,
"Je t'adore" is what the French salad dressing said.
That was the strangest thing I'd ever heard.
It means "I love you," as folks in France would say.
But a salad dressing speaking French is quite absurd.
Besides, I never even knew it felt that way.
I reopened the refrigerator and all was comprehensible.
It hadn't been the salad dressing saying "Je t'adore."
What really happened, you'll agree, is much more sensible.
It was the English muffin once more saying, "Shut the door."
Poem © 2009 Marvin Brandwin
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