When the moon hits your eye,
like a big pizza pie,
that's when my tummy starts to rumble.
There's no time to waste,
I care little for taste,
or formalities, though later I'm humbled.
Sometimes I do think,
that my stomach's in sync
with the rise and fall of the tide.
When the clock strikes twelve,
that's when I delve,
head first, and mouth open wide.
Something sweet will do,
or savoury too,
I'll eat it all up in style.
And it might seem weird,
(I've known some to have sneered)
but I do it all with a smile.
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Disclaimer: This isn't autobiographical. I usually only crave for chocolate at midnight.
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3 comments:
funny that youd ecided to write after a while and it was funny.
i need a chocolate after every meal. and the worst craving is after the afternoon nap. i have been known to consume yet-to-become food, on those occasions.
Funny, eh?
Awesome, didn't know I could do funny. :)
Afternoon nap? I don't think I've known that one for a while now.
Its been a while since i've read a poem which in NOT related to depression, anxiety, heartbreak , yada yada..
But Sad that you crave them only at midnight, i crave chocolate all day long.
Nice one! :)
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