My angel's looking through the glass:
The emptiness approaches house.
It quiets any sound of pain:
The roof is hit by dirty rain.
But for the worry reasons none:
I am with you till trumpet sound.
The cat is looking through the glass,
The emptiness approaches us.
It quiets every sound of pain.
The roof is hit by acid rain.
But don't you worry, dear mom,
I am your cat till Trumpet Sound.
Write a poem related to or about Terrible Food. It can be funny or not and it does not have to contain the word food, taste or any other words, and may include commentary on other subjects. No title is required but is allowed. It should be in English. People should be able to figure out that...