The Gourmet Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

How dull a life you lead dear maiden
no meal is great unless well-laden
with fats and butter, spirits strong,
they will convey life's genuine song.
And when the trolley with the cheese
arrives, you say oh yes, boy, please!
Have coffee, Turkish, heavy cream
sit back, enjoy this gourmet's dream.
Tomorrow will be time for pills
to tame and stall those pesky ills.
Fish oil, oh well I'll have a few
more water that is very true.
But take away my Pork Tartare
then run! You will not get too far.
Look up the nutrients of meat
you'll find they are quite hard to beat.
But worry not, God has foreseen
that some of us like Mangosteen
while others go for blubber, YUK!
Yet all of us can be in luck,
it's individuality
that makes us happy, proud and free.
Just watch, all guests and friends of mine
will have crushed ice inside their wine.
Fatback with mustard, sautéed brain
raw oysters, finches, boiled but plain.
So many great exotic things,
I promise you, we'll eat like kings.
So, do accept my invitation
and follow me into temptation.