Your love is what I hate Its bitter and a dried up taste You sit alone on a forgotten plate Food that my stomach can not take I tried to swallow you with wine But the taste drives me out of my mind Like vomit mixed with intestine juice All I can think of is how you make me puke I try to get the acquired taste But your just like the steak that is too tough to chew I try you with milk but you make that taste spoiled too I can't stand that all I have to eat is you I wait for a while and try again But now you taste rotten times ten I don't know what to do with your love I guess I will try and digest it with salt and vinegar Your love is what I hate I try to tell you But you don't understand You believe your taste is only meant for a few So I suck it up and try not to spew No wonder why no one can stand you
Ew, I just got a visual image of me drinking rurnt milk *shudders* Nasty. This is definatley one of my favorite poems of yours, because not only does it have something to do with food, but it's kinda gross too.(puke) I'm a weird girl -_-
This person had a picky desire for food. But can't make everybody content. I like this poem. Sort of complain but more like explaining. Poem was fun to read. Ending was hard. But easy to frustrated with a picky eater. A very good poem.
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