Don’t Play With Your Food

My Momma always told me

“Robbie, don’t play with your food.

It’s silly and it’s childish

And it comes across as rude.”

But Momma’s famous sayings

Though quite lovely, were not right—

Like “Crusts make hair grow curly”

And “You can’t eat eggs at night.”

So when I’d finished college

And I rented my own house,

I cooked up some spaghetti

Stirring quiet as a mouse.

I got some crunchy breadsticks

And some beans that had been stewed,

And then, with glee and glory

Made a sculpture out of food!

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