My Tummy Ache

Author: Meow

My Lunch Game Me A Tummy Ache — A Poem

My lunch gave me a tummy ache,
a tummy ache,
a tummy ache.
My lunch gave me a tummy ache.
I really don’t know why.

I only had a sirloin steak,
a birthday cake,
a chocolate shake.
It wasn’t hard, for goodness sake.
I didn’t even try.

See, lunch was at this big buffet,
with fish fillet,
and cheese soufflé.
I even tried the crème brûlée,
and liverwurst on rye.

I might have had spaghetti too,
some cheese fondue,
a bowl of stew,
then wasn’t quite sure what to do.
I felt like I could cry.

But, still, I ate the roasted ham,
the leg of lamb,
the candied yam,
and, after that, some random jam.
I think I’m gonna die.

It feels as if I’m gonna burst.
It’s just the worst.
I must be cursed.
But, if I’m gonna die, then first…
I’d better try the pie.

— Meow