Oh fair Ramen, Thou art so tasty; Sitting in thy bowl, Waiting patiently to be eaten. And as I lift thee to my hungry lips With my chopsticks or my fork, And place thee in my hungry mouth I think to myself "How lucky I must be, To come upon such fine food in my travels," And as thou art digested in my stomach, My hunger is eased Until the next package of Ramen is opened.

Sorry! I'm just really, really hungry! And if my stalker, Akutenchi, reviews this story, I shall be rather agitated!