Little Miss Muffet ...

... sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey;
along came a spider and sat down beside her
and frightened Miss Muffet away.

It just struck me that I like this nursery rhyme very much, and the inspiration seems to be a direct result of trying to decide what to pack for the next two months at home; at the same time trying to find food for my lunch. (So far I have had some celery, some add-water-to-powder soup, and am scooping my way through a grapefruit.) Lol.

Hope y'all like it.