Discussion And Debate Poem by Nandhagopal Ramachandiran

Give me a plate of words to think and speak
That are not too hot, nor spicy to tweak;
That are easy to grind and easy to chew
And gulp a portion down in just one view;
That stay in the chest not too long
And stroll to stomach at short furlong;
That do not cause nausea or verbal diarrhea;
Nor do trigger instances of dental pyorrhea;
That do not pass down with the smell and sound of flatulence;
Hopefully, there's no need to call the private ambulance!
Open the time window for some fresh air!
To collate (the) random thoughts here and there;
After the first round of this verbal feast,
Being weight conscious, I'll speak the least.