Chicken, mushrooms, green tomatoes,
Ice cream, mozzarella sticks.
Deep fried, refried, home
fried
With pride. Momma! Cook it
quick.
Fried zucchini, fried
potatoes,
Pork chops in a pan.
Shortening, lard or olive
oil,
I’m your biggest fan.
So, my blood gets sticky
platelets.
I’ll just take a pill;
Eat a drumstick or a wing
Until I have my fill.
Grandma cooked with love and
lard;
Lived to ninety-two.
Cholesterol and hypertension?
Words she never knew.
Okay. So, they did a study.
And my doctor says, “Take
care.
Live in moderation and
Make yourself aware.”
Still, I have suspicions,
thinking
Someone must have lied.
God’s cruel joke to make it
bad
Just because it’s fried.
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