Whatever became of parsley?
although, it was ever so rare,
to be off the hook and not have to cook,
Iâd âeat-outâ at most anywhere!
To be âwaited on,â til the food was all gone
was living in sheer luxury â
without jumping up to refill a cup
or set salad, or ketchup, or pie on.
Sure to be seen was that wee sprig of green
that added such charm to the plate.
You saved it âtil last â that small touch of class
whose attributes I did appreciate.
It cleansed the palate; it freshened the breath.
A most helpful garnish indeed!