When I was a young lad <br />in grammar school <br />the teacher told us <br />that society deems it necessary <br />that one must chew their food <br />at least 12 times before swallowing <br /> <br />Years later <br />a girlfriend told me <br />that it was good manners for <br />one to chew their food <br />no less than 40 times <br /> <br />This to me <br />was a huge contrast <br />concerning opinions about <br />how much <br />one should chew their food <br />I have since experimented, and <br />I found them both to be mistaken <br /> <br />I have found <br />that the food’s texture and <br />density will dictate as to <br />how much <br />one should chew a certain food <br /> <br />Now the teacher is no longer my teacher and <br />the girl is no longer my friend <br />but sometimes when I am eating, <br />I think of these two people <br />and I begin to count the chews again. <br /> <br />I mean Christ, <br />have you ever tried <br />to chew porridge 4o times <br />Better yet, have you ever tried <br />to chew your ex girlfriends <br />over cooked steak just 12 times <br /> <br />This raises some serious thought <br />for me about manners, society, <br />teachers and my choice of girlfriends<br /><br />William Cavanagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/food-for-thought-17/
