Why, O Why,
Does every culinary kindness incur incredulity
And each burrito beneficence welcome wrath?
Sometimes a bite offered is simply that–a bite offered
If I wanted to marshal your Mexican pizza into my mandibles for mastication,
I would disarm your defenses through a more devious delivery
Positioning my pathos into something more palatable
I hope you enjoy your solitary entree
Me and my burritos are goin’ home
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