by megan sargent

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Picky Eater

If you think about it, the world is our oyster.
...even though you don't like seafood.

In India, I'll feed you things that will show you the spices of the earth
but not the pain of hell.

In France, I can remove the crusts from your baguette.

When we're deep in the woods, I'll make sure to burn your marshmallow

and when we're in New Orleans,
I won't make you eat alligator.

Don't worry if they'll only give you bugs in Asia,
I'll eat the head first, then maybe buy you some Lo Mein.

Just let me know,
because you're such a picky eater.
And the world can't be our oyster
if you won't even crack the shell.