The Salty Snack That Always Gives Back
A poem about my favorite childhood snack
I’ll start with one word, Salty
The kind of snack that hits the spot
Makes my brain go faulty
Pretzels are the snack I bought
They come in all shapes and sizes
You can dip them in chocolate or strawberry
Oh lord they are full of surprises
They never failed to make me so merry
After a long day in the sun
Or during a baseball game
Pretzels bring a sense of fun
Honey mustard with some salt gives them fame
Pretzels were always cheap
Something I noticed as a child
Back when lack of money made my mom weep
She always bought my pretzels and smiled
Those salty snacks always kept me content
Even when the days started to get dark
Those warm baked pretzels with mustard dip had one hell of a scent
Pretzels kept me going through my healing arc
About the Creator
Matthew Mccahey
I want to use stories and life experiences to allow others to be open about their own.
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Comments (4)
Pretzels - I like the new form also the super thin pretzel like crackers. Pretzel bread from German bakery is delish too!
And now I want pretzels 🥨
Yes! Pretzels!!! We always had pretzel in Pennsylvania. Loved your fun and entertaining poem!!!❤️❤️💕
I could SMELL these, took me right back to Munich!