I’m in a cave Valhalla literally spewing upwards about to be eaten. I’m terrified, trembling. You are probably wondering how I got here let me catch you up. My name is Jay son of heimdall I was just a baby when my father died. Any way I was os my way to school when the ground shook I ran home to grab my sword and armor everyone screaming I asked my friend what was going on “Fenrir.” He said trembling. “Fenrir I thought that was a made up story?” I asked. Now I run even faster to my house. When I get there my house is in ruins I find my sword and armor. I have one of my “visions” as my friends like to call them, to see where everyone is. The bifrost! I sprint in that direction. Suddenly I hear a bark and here I am in a cave, Valhalla literally spewing upwards about to be eaten.
I can taste all the delicious flavors burst
In my mouth like an explosion of bratwurst
Ketchup mustard burger fries
Lasagna spaghetti ice cream pie
Breakfast, pancakes eggs and bacon
Eat until your belly’s aching
Lunch, pepperoni mushrooms cheese
Stuff yourself with pizza until you wheeze
Dinner, steak fish and chicken
So good it’s finger licking
Dessert, cookies candy pie
Eat until you start to cry
Fall asleep from eating way too much
I can’t wait until next lunch
this poem is about my love for food. This is what I think when I see food. I was inspired to write this because I love food.