A poem: White Bread
October 13th, 2004
Oh the wonders of bread,
That which keeps me fed.
But not rye, potato, or wheat.
White is the way to eat!
Being the great chef I am,
I like my white bread with ham.
Add lettuce, Mayonaise, and mustard,
It’s better than fruit custard!
I have it for a snack or a meal,
It’s so simple, it’s ideal.
Till I can actually cook,
I’ll keep enjoying my white bread along with a book.
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Comment by bonzai — 10/13/04 @ 9:30 pm
Oh the wonders of bread,
That which keeps Lawrence fed.
But not rye, potato, or wheat.
White is the way to eat?
From what I have heard,
even Emeril thinks this is absurd:
daily dinners -a hot pocket or a hot dog.
Doesn’t this menu cause his arteries to clog?
Lawrence consumes it for a snack or a meal,
It’s so carb filled, but boy is it a good deal!
Till Lawrence can actually cook,
I’ll lend him my cook book =)
(well i’d offer to cook for you but that didn’t rhyme heh)
Comment by Mazie — 10/13/04 @ 11:12 pm
haha nice
Comment by Lawrence — 10/13/04 @ 11:13 pm
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Comment by demi — 6/8/08 @ 3:46 pm
good
Comment by Anonymous — 12/5/08 @ 10:53 am