Ode to Garlic
You look like an onion;
That's a fun one.
But your majesticy supremacy
Is much more existentially enlightening.
Sometimes it's almost frightening
How much you jolt like lightning.
Mamma-mia, Mamma-mia!
Without you a pizzeria
Wouldn't be a good place to be-a.
How I love you, garlic, mamma-mia!
Mamma-mia, Mamma-mia!
I've never been bitten by a misquita
And I never will as long as I eat ya'.
How I need you garlic, mamma-mia!
Garlic, you make my world go 'round.
I smash through walls and do ground-pounds,
All to heap you in my stomach in mounds.
Oh my dear garlic, you make me feel alive.
Without you, darling, I would surely die.
...And I'd smell like butterfly!
Oh garlic, oh garlic you taste so good, my friend,
All I want is to eat you 'till eternity's end...
*sniff*