Blessed Daily Bread food pantry

The brainchild of Joel and Loretta
(I presume they must be best buds)
after twenty six years,
now matured into a healthy vibrant
living and breathing system
at long last put down permanent roots
16 Iron Bridge Drive,
Collegeville, PA 19426,
whereat countless volunteers
(spanning a wide age range
encompassing mature junior
high school students
as well as retired folks)
restores the faith of humanity
by freely giving their time
at the beneficial cost
courtesy sweat equity
in exchange for grateful recipients
such as myself and the missus
to minimize or ideally
prevent food insecurity
and distribute commestibles
to needy families
they refined the process
close on the heels of three decades
down to a science
serving residents
in Montgomery County, Pennsylvania.

Fear not Old Mother Hubbard
who went to the cupboard,
to fetch her poor dog a bone,
but when she got there
the cupboard much
to her pleasant surprise NOT bare,
and so the poor dog had
at least one if NOT more.

As iterated above,
no more bare cupboards,
fridge, and deep freezer
since returning with more than
our share of healthy allotment
videlicet daily bread
referring to this mister, who
frightfully squawks like an old geezer,
plus the missus
also ain't no spring chicken,
yet I do admit she happens
to be quite a vocal mother clucker
being locked within crosshairs
elderly stage, she doth dread
ample carload for us,
alleviating this bum searching
for crumbs to tweezer,
thus not longer
needs to buzzfeed me
raw bits or powder milk biscuits,
I need not scavenge, scrape, scrounge...
substantial provisions
allows poet taster to breathe easy
inadequately satiates the missus,
(whose Godzilla appetite) defies
(cole) laws of nature to beef fed
predominantly healthy food,
that weighted our automobile like a led
zeppelin choking, intermittently
kickstarting, sputtering... along,
asper in (faux wheel) wheezer
putting utmost pressure
borne by taxing groovy tire tread.

Once mission (not so impossible,
but blessed relief) complete, I did aim
upon returning where we live
to acknowledge gratitude and claim
salvation for charitable deeds,
yours truly doth exclaim,
these volunteers, none I know by name,
nonetheless, a hearty poetic L'Chaim
afforded folks, who commandeer,
confidently coordinate quite efficient process
despite minor lament regarding
heavy toll stressing bulwark
quaking chassis, ripsnorting driveshaft,
shimmying entire automobile frame...,
hence no matter
our exhausted 2020 Hyundai Elantra
puttered along somewhat lame,
kudos to dedicated good samaritans,
worth their weight in gold to tame
hungrily growling, noisily rumbling tummies.

Healthy choices allow, enabled,
and provided us to secure provender
eases glum countenance of this clown
gratuity finds me bowing down
paying metrical obeisance
versus depleting meager monies
engendering botox frown
nipping in bud
forestalling need going
grocery shopping
to the nearest town.

Kudos accompanied by deafening applause
to diminish and/or eliminate
hunger pain that gnaws

generating audible rumbly in the tumbly,

whereat the soundgarden of birds and bees

dominate the immediate environment
versus stomach growls
because muscles in digestive tract
squeeze to move food, liquid, and air,

which process linkedin
with normal noise of countless maws
called borborygmi,
and happens louder
when hunger or active digesting prevails.