Sunday, August 15, 2004

Ole Southern Eatin Man

So tired of baked chicken
count tofu as something fake.
I don't mind tuna salad
but today I crave a steak.

Creamed beef might get by
for more palatable fair I beg.
Just a few grits and a little butter
topped with a soft fried egg.

Baked halibut for some will suffice.
I've heard it called a great dish.
For my taste buds nothins better
than deep southern fried catfish.

I eat broccoli, asparagus and such
even, at times brussel sprouts.
A pot of pinto beans and neck bones
will surely bring out the shouts.

Wheat germ bread is okay
pumpernickel, white, even rye
but a pan of buttered cornbread surely
satisfies the taste buds' eye.

Some stuff just may be cool
frozen yogurt is alright

what's wrong with a scoop of ice cream
at least every other night.

Crumpets and tea might be sweet
or dessert I might just walk by
but how can you expect me to give up
both apple and sweet potato pie.

Fruit cocktail and ginger snaps
don't take too long to get old.
An occasional pinch of ambrosia
has never hurt a soul.

Okay, okay, okay!

I watch my diet like I'm suppose
so please don't misunderstand.
Give me just a little slack, cause
I'm just an ole Southern Eatin Man.
:lol
@Spencer

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOL!!  

Sounds like you need to give yourself a bit of a break. Can't you have just a tiny little sliver of pie?

:-)  Much enjoyed the poem!  D'you have more?

Anonymous said...

I thought a piece of pie would be a wonderful way to celebrate bringing in the New Year, but alas when I got there IHop was closed, so had to come back home again and get into some Christmas pie.  Oh well, there is no place like home.........