Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Fat Eating

Stuffing my face with chocolate eclairs,
Regard! Another pie arises!
I reach out and take it,
and open my mouth.
The hot steam burns my tongue.
I open the fridge and I take out some cream,
whipped, cool, refreshing and sweet.
I envelope the hot pie and resume my sweet path.
The pie is now one with eclairs.

--Marie Tai


Joanne Shin said...

Interesting?! did my poem make you hungry? I love eating, which sucks cause I get big. boohoo. See life sucks.

Chickenbells said...

That sounds perfect for this time of year...and rather tempting to someone who hasn't had breakfast yet... said...

Lol! I had fun with this one.