One morning I made a delicious breakfast of okra and callaloo,
And seeing Jehovah Jireh is always my provider, I blessed it before I began to chew.
However, it was a lucky thing my mouth had enough teeth and not just a few,
Because my digestive tract would have had to work overtime so that the okra could pass through.
The okra was old and tough, resulting in a showdown when it was time to chew.
It beat up my gum that I’m almost certain was “black and blue”.
My dear teeth also over-worked but it didn’t have to; I knew exactly what to do.
I should have thrown away the okra then find something else to ‘accompany’ the callaloo.
