With green as its color,

the pickle looks so scrumptious.

As a side dish,

or a midnight snack,

the pickle is always there.

Feeling the bumps on the surface,

may be a little strange,

but when the first bite is taken,

the juice squirting out will bring laughter.

instead of the unsure feeling.

For someone who doesn’t know,

pickles are a form of cucumber!

some may disagree,

but there are many features,

that are the same.

The bumps on the surface,

the tiny seeds on the inside,

there are so many to find!

In the mornings when I awake,

I am usually looking for one thing,

my pickle and cheese.

At my school,

there are not pickles,

that makes me very sad.

But when I return home,

I am very excited to eat my “ickle.”

I can not choose a favorite,

between the two,

so I will have to call it a tie.

For now, the pickle,

and the cucumber,

are the same.