Just a Matter of Taste

I savor a hearty repast of meat and smashed pertaters, And a salad liberally laced with fresh termaters, But spare me anything slathered with anchovy paste! ('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!) 'Tis a gastronomic delight dining on Chinese cuisine, But my appetite is dulled by things best left unseen, Such as bird's nest soup and octopus when it is faced! ('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!) How delectable are hams, bacon and sausages to eat, But my stomach roils upon seeing a pigs pickled feet, Or souse containing stuff that should be consigned to waste! ('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!) Moroccan folks are wizards at brewing their tea, But cous-cous with glazed sheep's eyes staring at me, Is more than I care for when before me it is placed! ('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!) I'm a glutton for cookies, puddings, pies and cakes, But I'm repelled by the flesh of 'gators and rattlesnakes! As can be seen, ordinary vittles I have embraced! ('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!) Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved