NaPoWriMo 2019 #12 + A Poem A Day 2019 #7 & #12: Proper Etiquette for Loving a Spoon

Is there proper etiquette to convey
The love for the spoon if I may
Without a good spoon
You could cook midnight to noon
And wind up with soup loathsome and gray


I'm not one of those poets who can just write a poem and then leave the readers to figure it out for themselves. That is not how I roll.
The NaPoWriMo prompt asked for a poem praising a dull object. The spoon is both blunt and not exactly exciting. However, one must admit that life would suck without spoons.
The Real Toads Prompt #7 was the word etiquette.
The Real Toads Prompt #12 was the concept of love. Probably romantic love, but I'm going to get technical here and argue for the fact that I mention the word love in reference to the dull but necessary spoon.
I'm sorry, but I just couldn't manage the unrequited love thing today. I've done that one to death because that's pretty much the only kind of "love" I've ever known outside of abusive relationship "love," and writing about it would have depressed me. I'm under a lot of stress right now and I don't need to be encouraging myself to crash and burn. I'm already experiencing night terrors as it stands. 
For those of you who think that I'm a one-trick pony who only writes dark poetry, you now know that I'm a two-trick pony. I write two kinds of poems: dark and silly. I leave you to discern which category this one should be placed in.

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