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A Take Away from the Take Away Steak Fingers King Henry II: Forks? Thomas Becket: Yes, from Florence. New little invention. It's for pronging meat and carrying it to the mouth. It saves you dirtying your fingers. *King Henry II: But then you ***** the fork.* Thomas Becket: Yes, but it's washable. King Henry II: So are your fingers. I don't see the point. -Becket, 1964 Encapsulated in bivalves of foam As bottom feeders in the fast-food chain Small fragments of a poor dead cow, chopped, shaped And formed into cow fingers that are not For it behooves the diner thus to know That cows haven’t any fingers at all But the dear diner does, and digitally Renders the cow fingers as nutrition And that is all there is about cow fingers - Not a topic on which the gourmet lingers
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
A Take Away from the Take Away Steak Fingers
A Take Away from the Take Away Steak Fingers King Henry II: Forks? Thomas Becket: Yes, from Florence. New little invention. It's for pronging meat and carrying it to the mouth. It saves you dirtying your fingers. *King Henry II: But then you ***** the fork.* Thomas Becket: Yes, but it's washable. King Henry II: So are your fingers. I don't see the point. -Becket, 1964 Encapsulated in bivalves of foam As bottom feeders in the fast-food chain Small fragments of a poor dead cow, chopped, shaped And formed into cow fingers that are not For it behooves the diner thus to know That cows haven’t any fingers at all But the dear diner does, and digitally Renders the cow fingers as nutrition And that is all there is about cow fingers - Not a topic on which the gourmet lingers
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 4:19 PM UTC
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