Random prompt #2

[rayheinrich]

        Old Ivan, whose flag was the hammer and sickle,
        dared Joe from the States to eat hot pepper pickle.
        "I'll wage you ten dollars to your slender nickel,
        you can't eat a pound of my hot pepper pickle."

        "You're on", said our Joe (and with nary a stickle)
        he quickly devoured a pound of that pickle.
        Old Ivan was shocked, and our Joe was quite tickled,
        then gulped down a pound of mild bread: pumpernickel.


        (Though frankly, myself, I'd use butterscotch brickle.)