Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Ode to Wheat Thins (a very silly poem)

Wheat Thin, Wheat Thin, made of wheat,
For some an ingredient not good to eat!
On you I feast and feast and feast
'Til I am full of wheat and yeast.
You hold my pepperoni and my cheese,
Or try some peanut butter, if you please.
With these you are the bottom, yet the top,
I eat you 'til so full, I must stop!
Everyday to me you look so great,
I load heaps upon my plate!
Wheat Thins, Wheat Thins, here to stay,
Do not ever go away!

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