<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523520" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Slaves of Food</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thick red blood veins bath in anger<br>The stomach grumbles in idiotic anger<br>A taste of food and out springs laughter<br>Triumphant moods commence again after</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And it can be argued<br>We are all but slaves of food<br>Digesting away between interludes<br>Without food the mind is wholly screwed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We consume and wear different costumes<br>With food for thought and food of all sorts<br>We eat for the heart until it sets us apart<br>While the crumbs are often sought by rats</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pleasure one feels after a congested meal<br>That inner gratifying satisfaction is cheap but real<br>Toast, eggs and beans and it is work and work<br>Fruits, wine and cakes and it is talk and talk<br>Coffee or tea and eyes are conspicuously awake<br>A turkey roast and sleep is suspiciously at stake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are all but slaves of food<br>I conclude with fluctuating moods<br>There is food for romance <br>There is food for the fools<br>Enjoy, eat fast, food never lasts, rewind and preview<br>Hungry mouths elsewhere regularly wait for its rescue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright 2009 - Sylvia Chidi</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sylvia+Chidi">Sylvia Chidi</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523520" data-title="Slaves of Food de Sylvia Chidi" data-description="Thick red blood veins bath in anger The stomach grumbles in idiotic anger A taste of food and out springs laughter Triumphant moods commence again after And it can be argued We are all but slaves of food Digesting away between interludes Without ..."></div> </div> </div>

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