The Dish Twas Fish

Hook, line and swimmer

Said the sailor seated ashore

For the bait out flung deep

Did pull like fate’s damned tour

Twas a free floater

Twas a clam unchained

Twas health and hale

Twas–now, never the same


Yet while it was

So valiant it flopped

Though beyond the mare

Its strives ner did stop

Yet Fisher hearty did

with heave and hoe

Reeled the line stiff

Yankin the piscine foe


So to shore sent

Flew the fry to be gutted

Suspended as flame lent

Savory succulence encrusted

Hook, line and dinner

Remarked Fisher belly rotund

Twas ere a tasty delight

Twas–now, barely a burp resound

By All That is Holey and Swiss

Vir et arma mihi cantanda erunt, sed o musae, caseum hoc est bonum!

–Marciel Atopodmas,  Quid Caseus Desiderium Tuum Est?

By all that is holey and swiss

 

Oh have we lost our whey

censured as cheddar charged

cheese blued into the fray

string ascended, feta barged


Deranged thoughts fired fly

as chutes provolone puffs drift  

yet thoughts interjected vie

thus poofs err down swift


With this cerebral hall assailed

Neurons electric rage with ire

against tyrant tyros derision veiled

velveeta bathing the ivory spire


Yet the bulbous light doth shine

defying mozzarella balled forth

for within its glow eurekas opine

thus cheese falls rendered dwarf


baybels ascend walls grappled

katanas bared they snack in

but  the waxed ninja are mangled

as the mind’s shifting gears spin


as white sticks glide over

thoughts brave arise

interjections opposing

cogitating the whys


We wanted to speak

letting ideas lofty contend

But the Limburger’s out

now souls tormented wend


But even held in the brie

thoughts aspire, affirming

for hope is only delayed

as the mice, the mice are coming! 

Mmmn Hymn Yumyums

Oh fry that waffle

Oh flip that pancake

Oh sizzle that sausage

Oh burn that steak

 

For fried be your bacon

Cooked be your hams

Baked be your beans

Roasted be your lambs

 

It is a feast to eat

So break fast to lunch

Super they call us

To sip tea a bunch

 

Elevenses remembered

See I got popcorn here

So now pass the jam

Dinner is served, my dear!