April Fool’s Day : Spaghetti Tree
“Can I have some money, Mum?”
My young son said to me.
“What for?” I asked,
“And how much do you want?”
He replied, “Only 50p”
“It’s a surprise”, he said,
“So I can’t tell you,
But I know you’ll like it
‘Cause I saw it on TV”.
“Go on then, if that’s all you want”,
I said, offering the required amount.
And off he skipped to the local shop
In search of a spaghetti tree.
(I knew that, ‘cause I’d seen it too)
And I knew what would happen next.
My son just loved spaghetti,
And until now hadn’t known it was
Manufactured, not grown, or sown.
I waited patiently for his return,
Preparing myself for tears.
I pictured his face when he found out the truth,
Though it didn’t transpire as I’d feared.
He ran in the door with a box in his hand
Which rattled as he ran.
Turned out the shopkeeper knew of the scam
And had stuck labels on all his packets.
“Plant it in a pot and water it weekly”, he’d said,
And you’ll soon see you have a spaghetti tree”.
© Val J. Chapman 1st April 2021