The Holy Grail Of Diets
Take away the carrot sticks, olives, mushrooms too.
Stupid cauliflower or boring veggie stew.
Open up the windows and let some sunshine in,
Set the kitchen table and let my day begin.
Sausage, gravy, fatback, with a couple eggs.
Oh, the smell of bacon cooking will make a noble beg.
Half a dozen pancakes with much butter in between,
An old man needs his fiber; don’t ask me what I mean.
The sounding of the dinner bell, hunger setting in.
Chicken backs, necks and thighs, please leave on the skin.
Pork and beans without the beans and steak with crispy fat.
Hot wings must be breaded if you want me coming back.
The holy grail of diets; I cherish every bite!
A man needs more than food for thought to quench his appetite.
So pass the steak and gravy and bring my favorite brew.
And if your diet is different, then eat your veggie stew.
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