Does your stomach feel like there’s something it lacks?
Open up this closet and grab onto a snack!
We’ve Tabasco beef jerky that burns on the lips,
An economy-sized bag of potato chips,
A widened assortment of lovely donuts
(The really good kind that goes straight to your butt),
A kind of cookie topped with crushed candy bits,
And the rich, salty pleasure known as Cheez-Its
They’ll all build your belly and tickle your tum,
Whatever it us you choose;
But one strange thing you’ll find:
This closet also houses shoes!
Poem: Snack Pantry (the Poem I Taped on My Pantry Door)
