When I was a youth, and callow,
I lived on blubber, fat and tallow;
But now I ‘m grown, I add a dish
By faring forth and spearing fish.
Sometimes I vary molar fare
By slicing steaks from polar bear.
I’d rather live on carrion
Than be a vegetarian.
Spinach
Would be my finach.
by Ray Romine Thursday, March 10, 1949
