A piece of popcorn
Escaped from the pan
And flew across the kitchen
Like a superman.
I forgot to cover the pan,
I remembered lately.
But it was too late,
The popcorns own their fate.
They bounced back and forth
beside the oven and the freezer.
One shot up to the ceiling
like a daredevil trapezer.
One jumped upon the microwave,
Then rolled onto the stove.
When I tried to catch it,
Another flew away like a dove.
I tried and tried to catch them,
but it never missed a trick.
So finally I gave up
and ate an ice-cream stick.