FOOD FIGHT YEAH! Yum I am sittin at the dining room table; Smelling all them aromas of mom's Christmas coarses; Moving hands arms and mouths of all the children voices; Fidgeting, shirring wanting to pass over dinner let's eat the coconut pie from Aunt Mable; And Oh! yeah yum I can still picture that mill; On table waz meets turkees, hams, wit' right and brown gravy's; Warmth smell breads all types there waz hole wheat, white, also waz sum hot butter-korn bread; A side diss of jellies and jambs; And real fo real butter Vegetable's Galore Hole Cornel Korn, Pees, beats, karats, salads sprinkle with salt N pepper and time; And after all this, no fish; Wit all this, waz left, but dessert yum we eight homemaid kakes with flower, yeah, and yum even had sum suite potato pi; All this good Flavers Sights; And yumming invites; Kin folk babies whine; All these foods in sight; Man this ate write; Ahh! stomach eights, eight to much Oooh!!! Must be sum food fight; For Contest: FOOD FIGHT Sponsored by: Viv Wigley