Enthroned regal on the chef’s handpicked
plate, adorned with the Grecian cutlery.
Crowned with a dash of lush-push
glistening glorious butter surrounded with
the gleeful wild mushrooms, snobbish
handpicked Romas, and that indifferent
Sun-baked Potato King.
Juices of Youth overflowing through
edges, butchered just this morning by
some sturdy Polish hands, around
The Madison Square Gardens…
If wars were fought for the Helen of Troy
or Roman Empire was fallen who knows?
A sinful bite of those decadent juices from
luscious fats is worth all the battles taken
with the mighty Vegan empire.
Choirs of the Weight-Watchers might
conspire, The great David may
not rescue this time…
Gods smile on beings who resist and
endure, I might never be under any
benevolence or in League-Extraordinaire
of Skinny and Thin
I’ll surrender to the horrors of every
calorie-watcher or prying gaze of my
wise Aerobics master. I’ll sing my grace
and dig into the flesh of forbidden
Steak today..
This was one of the top descriptions of a food that I’ve seen. I would like someone to bring me a steak now please 😊
ha ha , I am glad just like me, you are craving steak :). Thanks for your kind words!
A delightfully humorous poem in praise of a delicious juicy succulent steak.
Thanks Count, what a vision a juicy and succulent steak, I dream of it quiet often esp now that I’m trying to diet, it’s heavenly! Isn’t? I knew you will like as just like me you appreciate humor!
How are you count? Saw your comment today, I am glad you found the poem humorous. I am sure you love juicy steaks too 🙂
Wow you wrote a poem on Steak – that is commendable – So are you in NY(Madison Square Garden)
I am trying to lose weight man, and diet but can’t stop thinking of Steaks and fried food, I keep watching cooking videos on YouTube. I was in New York couple of days ago but the poem is figment of my imagination…. I supposed butcher will be Polish around Madison square, Chef might be French 🤪, David is actually my exercise trainer ( lot) my mom is vegan…. and I’m hungry but I’ve to count calories 🥵🥵
Haha. Story very resonating. Such temptations often make our resolute weak. But with a trainer and a vegan mom I am sure bright days are ahead 😊
Yes it’s my tragic story!! I know my Trainer has been very patient with me for an Year now 🙂, he hasn’t given up on me! Well my mom although a vegan does her best to load my food with every plant or dairy fat imaginable to compensate for fried chickens and steaks!
The first step is the thought and the second step is to take an action. You have taken two giant steps, I am sure rest will follow 🌸🌸
You are correct, finding time out of work, house chores, a toddler is tough some times! But I guess trying is worth! My trainer has been really helpful in all this, I wonder why hasn’t he given up 🤪🤪
Good for you. It will come to you soon. Wish you the best 😊
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Wow! A beautiful poem and a yummy food. You’re making me hungry, Tanya.
I know, I love food! I am glad my words made you hungry 🙂
love my juicy steaks so I can truly appreciate this.
I love them too, yummy isn’t ?
Oh wow a sumptuous poem with your creative juices simmering in between.
Thanks alot Megha, I am touched by your kind words! Hope you are doing fine!
My pleasure Tanya.I’m good some days are overwhelming but that’s life.Howcis your summer going?
I understand, same here! Some days are good while some are overwhelming. I was wanting to have your phone number Megha if you don’t mind!
Yes, will pm you.
Thanks dear