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That marmite stuff I’ve never had:

I’ve never had it in a jar. Never had it in a car. How could I? UK is so far!

Not on land and not afloat, nor paired with cheese like from a goat.

I haven’t had it in a kitchen using my old chef’s position.

I haven’t had that stuff Marmite. I haven’t had it day or night.

Not in a chair nor on my couch; nor with my spouse who’s such a grouch.

Not with my cats nor with my dog. I’ve had it not… and I’m a hog!!

I haven’t had it anywhere. Now tell me, is that very fair?

I haven’t had it in a diner. Would it make my meals taste finer?

Not in a restaurant or cafe, nor at a place that serves buffet.

I haven’t had it off the shelf or seen it eaten by an elf.

I haven’t had it in my yard nor with my friends, each one a bard.

I haven’t had that marmite stuff, not fully clothed nor in the buff!

Not on a cracker, nor a biscuit. Should I? Could I? Dare I risk it?

It’s not in stores here, not one bit.  Would I “love it or hate it”? 

I haven’t had it warm or cold.  To eat it I was never told!

I haven’t had it as “Our Mate.” (I hear it’s high in glutamate).

I  hear that it’s not gluten-free, but great for B deficiency!

I haven’t had Marmite XO or all the ways  we Yanks don’t know.

That stuff Marmite I’ve never had. 
                                             I ask you . . .is that good or bad??

Aug. 31, 2021 for Natasha L. Scragg's The Marmite Poem Poetry Contest

(sorry if I got anything wrong about this product. I was going to list things i learned from Wikipedia but decided instead to parody Seuss' Green Eggs and Ham)

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