A/N: I wrote this poem in the eleventh grade, on May 1, 2007

A/N: I wrote this poem in the eleventh grade, on May 1, 2007. I just found it when I cleaned my room the other day. I hope you guys like it -

Not a green salad or a flat sandwich

I give you a cheesestake

It's a slice of heaven wrapped in glittering foil, it promises a full tummy like the sweet caress of a lover's lips

HERE

It will bring a grown man to tears like a Super bowl win from the Eagles! I'm trying to be real here!

Not a Cup of Noodles or a burnt fishstick, I give you a Cheesestake

Its soft hoagie bread will feel like a bed full of feathers, delicious, and unforgettable as we are for as long as we are.

TAKE IT!

Its juicy beef warped in fried onions with mayo and catsup, if you like?

IRRESISTIBLE

Its scent will bring to total submission, begging for this moment to never end