Meatball Poem

• Ryan Winduss, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

Meatballs, oh Meatballs, what a wonderful sight
Filling your tastebuds with tonnes of delight
When you take a bite a steam tornado arises
Your million taste buds have been given some prizes

Beef, pork, lamb, whatever
That question keeps me startled forever
Spaghetti is its friend, they are eaten together
They stick like glue whatever the weather

Pork or beef who could decide
I wonder what’s better, it’s not specified
Sadly now it’s time to conclude
My meatball supply must be renewed