NOODLES!
Oh, how precious you are!
Your sauce drips like rain.
You are so pale,
You look like the moon.
Your meatballs are my heart.
So now I kneel down at your plate,
And I will give you all the parmesan you need.
I give you all, my noodles!
Gallop into my writing!
NOODLES!
Oh, how precious you are!
Your sauce drips like rain.
You are so pale,
You look like the moon.
Your meatballs are my heart.
So now I kneel down at your plate,
And I will give you all the parmesan you need.
I give you all, my noodles!
This is such a cute poem! Who would think that meatballs could be the subject matter of a poem! So adorable, great job!