Pizza, pasta,
Burgers and fries.
Sweet, sweet sights
to a hungry man's eyes.
I love to eat food,
And I love it a lot.
An unconditional love
of the flavor it's brought.
I really love food,
I love it so much.
Not only to eat but
Also to touch.
But I hate nasty food,
Putrid or bland:
Okra and brussel sprouts;
Any meat, canned.
Few understand this,
Chick-Fil-A's owner could.
Quote: 'Food is essential to life.
Therefore, make it good.'
So as you can guess,
I live to eat.
Donuts, cookies,
fruits, and meat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good food is the main spice of our lives and should be enjoyed at all times, not too many cookies though, unless you are prepared to work them off in a far more enjoyable way? I do so agree with the quote, what you put in you get out in abundance of enery. Smiling at you, knowing a brussel sprouts recipe that will make you eat them...pan fried garlic...yummy Tai