(Written at the age of 16)
Some say it’s slimy and gross
But I like to eat it on my toast.
They say it’s nasty, I tell them to scram.
I eat my toast with toe jam.
It’s the best when you first wake up
And take a sip of a fresh brewed cup.
Or eat it on a sandwhich with a slice of ham
There’s so many ways to eat toe jam.
(The poem continues on. I do not recall the entire poem. However funny it was at the time I wrote it, I now see it was a poem about Himself. I will now allow folks to meditate on that.)