This picnic feast could feed almost anyone with an appetite for humor. These poems land on your plate seasoned to surprise. Tease your tastebuds with meat-on-the-bones, zesty nibbles, puns to ponder. Wordplay sizzles tasty with home-grown high-jinks. Wit need wait no longer. Take this basket and ask it to reveal all that's mirthful . . . one mouthful at a time. But, do it before ants crawl away with the yuncles. Oh, by the way, author Kopel does not recommend any odd food-combining which may lead to wan smiles or particular astonishment.