Every year, sometime at the end of August, the date varies but this year year it was August 25th, Starbucks declares the start of the pumpkin spice season.
In 2018 I started protesting this very thing with a little protest poem. Perhaps because 2020 has been such a horrendous year and I couldn’t bear to face any more bad news, I completely forgot to post my anti-pumpkin spice paean.
I know you all missed it. I’m sure you were all thinking – “Ah, Grace is getting old, her memory is starting to go. Not like her to miss a chance to versify and vilify. Best to pretend we didn’t notice” Yes, yes – I’m sure that’s what you all were thinking.
Fear not – now that I have remembered, here you are – Grace’s take on pumpkin spice –
Pumpkin Spice
I double checked, it’s August still
Yet scrolling down my Facebook wall
It seems I’m wrong, it’s really Fall.
Cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger – nice.
Cloves and allspice – maybe not,
Still, in pie it hits the spot.
Coffee, sure, that’s de rigueur
But sprays and soaps and lotions, Yikes
The world seems made of pumpkin spice.
Old fashioned folks like me protest!
Pumpkin spice in pie is best,
Please leave it out of all the rest.
© 2018 Grace St. Clair
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