Tetrameter Verse Against Pumpkin Spice

It’s that time of year when Pumpkin Spice flavor invades our beverages. What’s a professor of poetry studies to do? Write iambic tetrameter couplets against these intrusions, of course. Enjoy.

I will not drink the Pumpkin Spice.
Although so many find it nice,
I do not like it in my drinks.
Tis better in baked goods, methinks.
O do not put it in my beer!
That drink should taste like grains, my dear.
In a martini? Heavens, no;
Don’t give my vodka pumpkin glow!
Not in my coffee! ‘Twould be mean
To ruin faultless hot caffeine.
Keep Pumpkin Spice away from me!
Don’t wreck my Fall festivity.

Recognize the rhythm? It’s iambic tetrameter, the same meter in Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.”  But I did mine in couplets. Enjoy your preferred tastes (and rhythms) of Fall season. I’m off to enjoy my coffee-that-tastes-like-coffee now. — MB