If you’re in a pickle,

by justbekozlowski

If you’re in a pickle,

you might just be a jar,

that doesn’t mean that you’re a door,

or going very far.

So if you’re in a pickle,

Just take a look around,

Are you sitting in old brown gloop?

Or do your feet touch the ground?

If this poem hasn’t helped,

And you still feel rather lost,

Go and buy yourself a map,

and maybe that you’ll trust.