It was a late night at the office tonight, which had me reaching for the quickest, easiest dinner possible when I got home. The resulting delirium (of both work and dinner) has given me some sort of goofy writer’s block, so please content yourself with my hasty poetry/mad rhymes.
Say what you will about powdered cheese.
I like mine with corn, carrots and peas.
While I used to mix it with milk from a cow,
I became a big hippie—I like hemp now.
Now that I have a noodle food baby,
I’ll be able to handle tomorrow…well, maybe.
Like everyone else in this country who’s living,
I just want to get on with Thanksgiving!