Black-Eyed Peas and Cornbread
Lately I have lost my usually healthy appetite.
My taste buds have gone on vacation, and fail to excite.
Hamburgers, chicken, and seafood leave me cold.
Maybe it’s my menu that has grown old.
I step on the scales thinking surely I have lost weight,
But it stubbornly remains the same, despite how little I ate.
Today I’m cooking something different to tempt my appetite that is dead.
I’m cooking Southern style, with black-eyed peas, ham, and cornbread.
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