Poetry is pretty boring imo. I'm not usually the sentimental type but I wrote a pretty deep poem a while back.

I wanted to taste you,
But I had to wait.
You just got out of the microwave,
And onto my plate.

I tried my best to let you cool off,
As your smell filled the air.
Why are my friends staring at me?
Do they really think I'm going to share?

You promised Id be satisfied.
It was written on your box.
A minute went by,
Then i attacked you like a fox.

So I took a bite,
And fuckin burnt my tongue.
Oh but it was worth it,
Down to the last crumb.

How can I already be done?
I ate you faster than a rocket.
I just want you to know,
I'll always love you, BBQ hotpocket.

By: One_Bad_SHO