Surprise Me Please Food
Firefly gravy and fluffy white mashed potatoes if you please.
I will have that next to cherry pie and greasy soup that heaves.
I like my food to surprise me in the middle of mid taste.
If it starts out sweet and ends up sour, I have won the race.
I have to add a green vegetable? What about a broccoli?
With a bit of cheddar cheese, drop it on my favorite knee.
I like my food to walk toward me and wiggle, dance or neigh.
It makes me feel powerful at the end of a tiring day.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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