I am whatever you say I am... Green eggs and ham Burnt toast with butter and jam Marmalade on an English muffin A fennel seed from breakfast sausage caught in your teeth I am the fooder you eat to fill your need When full and happy im completely forgotten until the hunger growls again with the need to feed on me Again, you gobble me up and swallow me down Into your depths to digest Now fueled by me you are free to expend my energy. So what I am is, Spent Completely empty
Great read 👍 Thank you for that twist🙏 And lmao @lifeinslomo, the green eggs were definitely food color coded 😜🥰
This poem is perfectly imperfect. Wait... But you made me laugh so much with the first stanza. I can't imagine green eggs 😨 must have gone rot pretty badly. The next stanza reads like a riddle. I love this. Very creative and I feel like this is the kind of poem that the prompt was exactly looking for ... Wow!