Oh, cornichon!

Pickle jar,
silver tip,
glass bottom.
Almost symetric.
Cylinder? Boxy?
Circular from the top,
circular and boxy at the bottom.

How many are there?
Same shape, different sizes.
..Unless their chopped in 2.
Green, off green, old looking green.
Small bumps,
soft exterior,
crunchy center.
Well preserved,
dill weed and garlic.
1 by 1.
As they swirl in the vinegar heat.
Would you like 1?

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A true story about a love for the pickle jar.