Oh Cheetos

Story by Truce on SoFurry

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#1 of Very Bad Poetry :C

As president of the bad poetry club here at SoFurry I present an example of what our club is all about.

Yeah I hate it too :D


Oh cheetos,

You are covered in powdered cheese

that of a color unnatural

of a consistency unnatural

what chemistry experiment born you?

Why would I ask of this...?

I would dare not if I partook in cheetos more often.

Oh flaming hot cheetos,

your taste alludes to no previous food known.

Your "flavor" is hurt

with an aftertaste of science.

Why do I elect to buy you,

even overlooking regular cheetos...

Alas, I heard a myth!

A rumination that when ingested much,

the spicy, crunchy, worm shaped snacks

covered in a red powdery pain,

would bring about euphoria...

I both doubt and not doubt.

No elysium have I felt when crunching

through those firm crispy puffs,

that liquefy most unnaturally with little chewing.

But as you be born of science,

possibility holds that myth be realized.

If as such be verified

I will not deprive you Cheetos

of your synthetically manufactured truth!

I think I'll have Sunchips instead.

Chapter 2

Truce supported the professor with his shoulder under the raccoon's. He held the Professor tightly, trying to carry most of the raccoon's weight and also nuzzling into the professor's soft contours. After much wincing and awkward steps, Randall was...

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Chapter I

Truce sat in the back of the hall enjoying a lecture by his most favorite professor, Randall J. Raccoon. This portly raccoon could explain literary plots and metaphors with such gusto, the original authors may prefer his telling. Such a notion was not...

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