Picnic Poetry: No Subtitle

These poems land on your plate seasoned to surprise.

Tease your tastebuds with meat-on-the-bones, zesty nibbles, puns to ponder.

Wordplay sizzles tasty with home-grown high-jinks.

Wit need wait no longer. Take this basket and ask it to reveal all that's mirthful . . . one mouthful at a time.

But, do it before ants crawl away with the yuncles.

Oh, by the way, author Kopel does not recommend any odd food-combining which may lead to wan smiles or particular astonishment.