A Gourmet Treat
A Gourmet Treat
By Elton Camp
Joe went to Mexico to see a bullfight
Then to the arena’s café to eat that night
The waiter, “Our testiculo is the very best
And I recommend it over all of the rest.”
It was a dish of which Joe had never heard
To be adventurous the idea to him occurred
Two hunks of meat proved to be king size
To ask about them Joe decided was wise
“Senor, these are from the bull killed today.
They are of the best quality customers say.”
Joe’s stomach gave a heave and a flip,
But he wanted to be daring on this trip.”
He found they actually tasted rather good
And ate a lot more than he likely should
Days later, he ordered testiculo once more
But the serving was far smaller than before
He asked, “What accounts for this tiny size?”
The waiter at first stalled, then gave sighs
He then replied with a chuckle and a grin
“Senor, the matador doesn’t always win.”
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2011
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