From Scratch

Pedro made the best tamales
Of anyone I’ve ever found.
I would always buy a dozen
When I happened to be in town.

I asked just how he made the ones
That no one else in town could match.
He replied in broken English
That he made all of them from scratch.

That day I gave them up for good.
I haven’t had one in a year.
The reason for my abstinence
I think that you will find quite clear.

I asked if I might stick around
And watch him as he made a batch.
When his son brought in a kitten
“Look Dad, I’ve found a baby scratch!”


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