Food, oh glorious food,
The taste, the smell, the mood it sets,
From sweet to sour to spicy to plain,
A joy that every person gets.
A banquet for the senses,
A feast for the soul,
A celebration of life
That makes us feel whole.
From hearty stews to delicate desserts,
Every bite is a pleasure,
The art of cooking is magical,
A treasure beyond measure.
So let us raise a toast
To the chefs who create,
To the farmers who provide,
To the joy that they generate.
Food, oh glorious food,
May it nourish and delight,
Bringing us together
From morning until night.
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