A Basket of Biscuits

If you think bribing an official
with foodstuffs is something
you’d like to attempt,
I’ll have no part in it.

You know that greasing
the wheels of justice
can lead to a runaway
freight train, don’t you?

I brought the mayor
a basket of biscuits
one time, only to see his mouth
snarl up in a frown (he’s
allergic to buttermilk, turns out).

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.

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