Silly Poems about Comfort Food
|There once was a young boy named Dan
Who ate Pasta straight from the pan
With butter and sauce
His pasta he'd toss
Until it hit the poor fan.
There once was a young girl named Sally
Whose calories she always would tally
Until one day she said
"I'm thin as a bed!"
And ate garbage right from the alley
There once was a Woman named Jane
He liked her food boring and plain
She once put face powder
In her Mom's clam chowder
And now her gut is in pain
There once was a Man named Ken
Who slaughtered a pig from the pen
He ate bacon and ham
And biscuits with jam
And then he went back to his den.