by Don Two
Some really big meatballs.
|In Pennsylvania once we ate
some meatballs that were great in size;
we had a large spaghetti plate
and it was meatball mass surprise.
I was so young yet I recall
the girth of meatball awed me so;
there came a taste upon the ball--
I think it was oregano.
The sauce signed in upon my lips
with savory tomato tang;
we met creation on our trip
as we were there for meatball bang.
(Mount Union was the little place
we stayed because the car broke down;
with wafting Parmesan in space,
and lots of ample ball around.)
O meatball, there in bread crumb growth,
so dominating on the dish;
can I ever consume you both,
extend my stomach on a wish?
Mouth-watering meatball repast
delighted every bud of tongue;
a meatball memory was cast--
things look so big when you are young.
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