Best Foodfriend Poems


Chop Suey

I once had a friend named Louie
who never gave a hooey
about when he ate
as long as his mate
fixed his favorite chop suey.

Louie was married to Betty
who much preferred spaghetti
but when Louie said, "Please,
fix my favorite Chinese"
Betty said, "I won't be so petty

since pasta is in the suey
and I really love you, Louie."
So she took all day
chop, chopping away
till onions made her eyes dewy.

Help!!  I don't have an end
to this saga of my friend ...
no way to finish
this tasty suey dish
perhaps you have one to lend?
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