Hunger Republic
Alert o! Foodie stuff
Thy presence now I greet
I endure thy slow pace
I prithee saliver I taste.
Thy plains is why I cough
Coughs of hunger.
Will try to strangle me thus.
My struggle for patience.
My Google of pipsqueak
Would kitchen pip
Hunger republic
There I am
In the kitchen pip
Equality of ingredients
Will surely invite rodents.
No racism does insist at pot
I waited I know am prudent.
Hunger republic
Alas! The warm embrace
My stomach will itself brace.
My utensils had in anticipation gazed.
Oh my wait goest not
to waste.
Copyright © Oliver Samuel Chukwuebuka | Year Posted 2017
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