Literary and Literally, Food
I’m angry,
I’m hungry.
Diet fads’ notoriety,
Perennial calorific anxiety,
Chasing elusive satiety.
Measuring syllable and spice,
Sprinkling of Grandma’s advice,
Overdoing is but caprice,
De-clutter, let simplicity suffice.
Never imbibing, I did brood,
Consuming verses raw and crude,
It’s now that I understood,
Letting my heightened senses allude,
The poetry in my food.
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