Food Poisoning
My God, i cant stay quiet,
for i took the wrong diet,
maybe i should have cooked it,
but impatience made me eat,
could not wait for lunch,
for i was hungry that much,
the dished passed across my nose,
waking up my hunger dose.
pass me the dish please,
i said with ease,
for i am hungry,
and when am hungry i get angry.
A thrust into the plate,
with great ecstasy i ate,
feeling happy,
each spoon had a different story.
Things later went sour,
felt bad at the wrong hour,
vomiting, my stomach broken,
whats the cause: food poison.
EzyFabanatu All Rights Reserved © 28th
March, 2014
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