For the Sake of a Cheetos Lover Who Claims He Can't Write Poetry
This is just a little something for someone (no names mentioned, Duane :) who thinks he can't write poetry.
Proof
Nothing is impossible with God,
I said.
So I researched wikipedia
to gather the quintessential
information on
Cheetos (which I realized
I had mixed up with Fritos).
But aren't these crunchy
things just all the same?
And wouldn't I merely need
to hand him a rhyme, a place
in time, a couch somewhere
across the universe, where
he could let his thoughts
out of the bag? Would you say
this was easier than
making Leviathan play
on seas. Of course it is.
Now I'm simply stuck with
asking shy Duane:
a poem please?
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Apparently, there was a Cheetos Poem Celebration, which I missed. But if you are a lover of Cheetos, or poetry, or both, you can check out the Cheetos poems here.
THIS JUST IN (From Lyla. Read the comments below to understand)
Cheeto Twist photo by Serious Eats. Used under Creative Commons licensing terms, via Flickr. Amazon Cheetos 'n LL's Books, by Lyla Lindquist. Used with amusement. :)
Labels: poetry
9 Comments:
I've just tweeted this: this is a serious challenge that Duane must accept, or Cheetos lovers everywhere will feel dishonored (no problem for me since I don't like Cheetos).
One question.
Does the poem have to be about cheetos?
Although I would love to, I'm pretty sure I can only write one poem before my brain collapses.
And I feel a serious poem coming on.
I've got my journal with me today, and I (and God) accept your challenge.
It was a beautiful poem.
And I've been meaning to buy a couple of your poem books for so long now!
Gotta do that.
-DS
Forgot to subscribe to the comments. :)
Duane, check Amazon's page for InsideOut. I thought I saw that the "Frequently Bought Together" combination currently includes God in the Yard and a bag of Cheetos.
dear mr. scott,
i am a big fan. well, not like a fan that blows air, well, i usually don't blow air...but, anyway...
i think that you should write a poem with any words you want.
sincerely,
a fan.
LYLA!!! :) Lol. :)
Duane, your comment is already almost a poem. Do you feel it? :)
nance and Glynn, you both make me laugh too :)
I've always felt that Cheetos were best eaten out in the yard, since they leave a mess.
Now I wonder, does God like Cheetos? I love them--but they get stuck in my teeth and leave orange residue on my fingers. Is it stretching too far to compare those to sin? And am I thinking like a poet now? :)
I still can't believe Cheetos and your poem book are bought together.
this is hilarious!
and where is the poem? ; )
or did you get stuck in the cheetos packet?
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