Totally wrote this in "honor" of a massive fatty that was in a class with me full time for 3 months. She'd eat plain bacon sandwiches and a bag of greasy chips for breakfast. Her keyboard and surrounding area were always full of crumbs. Wtf.
Sing this to America the Beautiful plz.
O beautiful for lucious bread,
For amber crusts of grain,
For orange macaroni bits
Above the bacon plane!
My dinner plate! My dinner plate!
God shed his food on me
And give me food for motherhood
From mouth to golden pee!
O beautiful for big red beets
Whose color makes me flush
A thoroughfare of widest streets
Across the fruited brush!
My meal will be best in the south!
God makes us very fat!
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
And eat up the whole vat!
O beautiful for pasta sauce
In red or white you come!
I'll eat you either way, my dear
Oh, look I just found some!
I can't live with...out my spaghetti!
I feel it's made of gold!
Till all success be nobleness
And never let it mold!
O beautiful for my ice cream
That sees beyond the years
Your flavors bring you to my dream
And not among my fears!
Mint chooooocolate chip, and rocky road
I could eat you all day!
And strawberry, I'll let you be
I would rather eat hay!
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