For this week’s Cursive Verses prompt, I decided to pull out an oldie but goodie. Blogfriends that have been around a while (looking at you, Myke!) may remember this from MySpaz days! It’s applicable again being that I’m trying to limit my chips and snacks intake, which includes, sadly, cheesy poofs.

Anyway, the prompt I chose for this week was, “wax poetic about your favorite type of dish or food”. So, from the archives, enjoy!

Ode to Cheesy Poofs

Orange lips never looked so good
Pursed, in full and salty-greasy glory
At my reflection in the mirror

You can tell from the orange on my fingertips
And the smudges, maybe, on my jeans
That I have been naughty

Let us not forget L’il Smokies
Tiny, tasty sausages, swimming in fat,
Cradled in grease. Yummy!

I wrap them in a paper towel
In a vain effort to reduce cholesterol
(To no visible effect).

And of course no more french fries
No more deliciously golden, delicate crispiness
To delight my nose and tastebuds

Salt-encrusted and dripping in ranch
No more shall they cross my salivating palate
Oh, the tragedy.

Oh! Doritos and french onion dip
My sad eyes linger longingly on you
Whilst I traverse the supermarket

Glumly gazing at my healthy cucumbers
Broccoli, skim milk, low fat, non fat, non salt
These can never take your place, my loves

O cheesy poofs, O cheesy poofs, why can’t you just be healthy?
More non-fat, more slimming, less messy, less salty,
Less likely to pack yourselves upon my hipbones

I miss your sweet, seductive whisper.

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