Spaghetti, spaghetti, you are like confetti
Whether hot as lava
Or as cold as a yeti
Oh how I love spaghetti.
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What does it mean?
A question so contagious
Scrawled across pages
Since the Middle Ages
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An Ode To Pasta
Spaghetti, spaghetti, you are like confetti
Whether hot as lava
Or as cold as a yeti
Oh how I love spaghetti.
Lasagne, lasagne, sauce orange like naranja
Whether sweet like sugar
Or as spicy as cabana
Oh how I love lasagne.
Ravioli, ravioli, so good it’s unholy
Whether creamy like milk
Or green like guacamole
Oh how I love ravioli.
Gnocchi, gnocchi, great like karaoke
Whether earthen and oaky
Or fiery and smoky
Oh how I love gnocchi.
All this great pasta
It makes me eat faster
I have just one question
Will it cause indigestion?