A spare rib anyone?

When I heard
that God made woman
from a rib from Adam,
well you know
what I was thinking.
I raced down to
the butcher
as quick as the winds
would take me.
I ordered ten spare ribs,
some were marinated.
I’ve been home for awhile now,
but nothing has happened yet,
I suppose miracles do happen.
One thing I do know,
I’m getting rather hungry now.
Come on ribs! Do something!
Typical! Just another story!