Food For Thought

Steady Eddie was always ready
For meatballs and spaghetti.

Dan the man was a big fan
Of eating eggs with boiled ham.

Bob the slob was on the job
To chew away corn on the cob.

Mitt the git could hardly sit
When served a bowl of shrimp & grits.

Jake the snake, numb as a hake
Just adored potato and steak.

Tricky Ricky who looked all sickly
Finds it all to be quite icky!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rose  Avatar
April 29, 2023 at 10:39 AM
nicely said and nicely rhymed, I like it
Wolf Avatar
April 26, 2023 at 7:40 PM
Nothing like a good old messy meal at a debauched boarding-house, I always say!
Dietrich Avatar
April 24, 2023 at 3:45 PM
hahaha. Love this light verse
Sands Avatar
April 24, 2023 at 12:37 PM
Very creative. Well written. I enjoyed this :)
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