I went site shopping today for some poems to suit my fancy <br />Aisle one was filled with poems about love or on love <br />Top bottom missionary style poems with little sex <br />Or too much sex albeit highly unlikely enough to satisfy <br />My itch....scratching <br />I went down aisle three where the mixers, shakers and drinkers slurred <br />Their words with the drunken preciseness only found in madness <br />Aisle four fared little if any better for there all hope was cast <br />Upon the shores of either the Emerald or Ivory coast <br />By rising tides in search of a limerick or a laugh.... <br />And by the time I went down aisle ten....my stomach growled <br />Again and then again....feed me it roared from inside my literary gut <br />I need you to find my culinary dream's delight <br />'Velveeta's Cookbook Of Poems' <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/velveeta-was-used-without-the-expressed-permission-of-the-kraft-foods-co/
