Ode to Okra

September 1st, 2009

Okra needs you.
Hard to grow, hard to pick, hard to handle, harder and harder to find,
and...like Southern opinions...hard to change with the times.
Okra is threatened.
Slightly slimy, just a hair hairy, a pinch prickly, oh so Southern,
and...like grits...a complete mystery to Yankees.
Okra is essential.


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