Today, I ate fwee food. It would have been wude not to. It put me in mind of my childhood as a nun in the Swiss mountains.....
The tongues are alive with the taste of curried pork
With food they have eaten such as jellyfish and vinegar
The comestible items fill my stomach including some kind of vegetable roll
My mouth wants to sip every chicken broth (with added mussels) dish it sees.
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the aforementioned birds it has masticated
that rise from the lake directly into my gullet
My heart wants to sigh when I get indigestion
from undercooked seafood
To laugh like a fattie when it trips and falls overstones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to consume twice its own bodyweight.
I went to next course of salad, tofu and green beens and egg noodles when my heart is lonely
I know I will eat what I've eaten before (like a nice pork wrap with honey glaze)
My heart will be blessed with the sound of spicy prawns breaking between my teeth
And I'll eat coffee pudding dessert once mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore.
Yodel-ay-i-hoo.
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