My daughter has a teether like a rosary:
it has the beads and instead of the cross,
a little smiley avocado.
It got me thinking a little
and I’m sure she’d have her own following
as the Order of the Avocado.
There’d be rites of passage
like the first guacamole
and people would sin
like coming out of their shell too early
making them in the brown,
but they’d be reborn green again
after confession.
I thought a little about if it was sacrilegious
to eat avocado toast in her faith,
but figured it was something like the body in communion.