Chipotle Poem

Warm, round, hefty -
Why for dost thou provide joy?
Rice, chicken, roasted corn -
If not for you, it is I who would to hunger succumb.

Wrapped tight
You act as vessel for nutrients
In foil
You are portable and convenient
Your price
Fair, value, a viable choice

Like the green grass doth fill with morning dew,
You, Chipotle burrito, doth fill my stomach.

Glory, pride, sleep!

By Anonymous