French Fries Or French Kiss? Poem by Sheeya Hacks

In the realm of tasty pleasures, let's take a little stroll,
To ponder on a question that might challenge heart and soul.

Shall we dance with French fries, those crispy, golden treats,
Or embrace the French kiss, excitement pulsing as it meets?

Now, French fries, oh so savory, they tempt us with their charm,
Each bite, a crispy heaven, our taste buds do disarm.
The first, a salty wonder, crunchy outside, fluffy within,
A delight that leaves us longing, with every single spin.

But let's not overlook the French kiss, so full of grace,
A passionate connection, a tender, intimate embrace.
A kiss that makes our hearts sing, a symphony of desire,
It's a feeling so delightful, igniting sparks like fire.

French fries, oh how easy they are, with no strings attached,
A simple pleasure for the tongue, satisfaction swiftly matched.
But French kisses do beckon, with whispers from deep inside,
A sweet, romantic rendezvous, where love can safely hide.

So, let's ponder if it's better, French fries or French kiss,
And find the joy in both, for life's too short to solely miss.
Whether munching on those fries or stealing kisses, oh so bold,
Both are blessings we should cherish, as our stories shall unfold.