An Ode to Collective Perfection

[arbitraryarmor]

This is a poem I wrote a while back. The prompt was "write an ode to something you enjoy a lot", and I did just that.

A thousand flavors to combine,
A million more to taste.
That blends into a symphony
That ends up in my waist.

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all;
Encompassed in a golden shell
My will shall start to fall.

A dash of hot volcano flame,
A mixture of smooth cheese,
A coup of beans gives me a smell
That surely taints the breeze.

An ancient land yields to us, these
Delicious recipes,
Yet one thing that they told us, not:
Which one tastes best to me.

Original:

A thousand flavors to combine
A million more to taste
That blends into a symphony
That ends up in my waist

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all
Encompassed in a golden shell
My will shall start to fall

A dash of hot volcano flame
A mixture of smooth cheese
A coup of beans gives me a smell
That surely taints the breeze

An ancient land yields to us these
Delicious recipes
Yet one thing that they told us not
Which one tastes best to me