Ode To Tab
Ode To Tab
Laurie Benson© 2016
you wake me up,
you pick me up,
you keep me up.
you're always on my mind,
especially when I'm tired
or having a panic attack.
Bright pink aluminum can,
with a font that Kyle would probably approve of.
The hopeful sound of your tab as it is popped in.
You are my youth,
I've given you up,
bought you up
and drank you up.
I've worried you'll be impossible to find,
and I've hoarded boxes of you.
Your six packs have hung over
the sides of my shopping carts,
when plastic six-pack carriers
weren't known to kill ocean creatures.
I've crushed you when you're empty,
and held you to my broken fingers
when I couldn't find an ice pack.
Michael J. Fox, Bart Simpson,
Austin Powers and That 70's Show,
Fellow Tabaholics, celebrating your
50th birthday, right along with mine.
Your creation was marketing to women
who wanted to keep "tabs" on their
I've been doing that for thirty-seven years,
through anorexia, dieting, pills and starving,
I've definitely kept "tabs" on you.
You have promised me nothing but that,
and have kept your promises,
just as advertised.
Students remember me for drinking you,
People have judged me for buying you,
But if it's possible to love a thing,
I love and adore you.