Food For the Soul
Give me some mustard and collard greens.
Bring along some rice and beans.
I'll have some chicken good enough for finger licking.
Those barbecued ribs are rib sticking.
If you want to see me open my eyes,
serve me any assortment of pies.
This is the food I extol.
This kind of food is good for the soul.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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