nothing special

Oh stomach, numb from hunger, sour and sore

I craved in my heart a Philly cheesesteak

Craven with wanting I swept through the door

Then off to my car, ready to partake

I sped quickly home, sandwich in my hand

I ate unrestrained while going down the road

I gobbled the peppers, inhaled the cheese

And while dinner sated my hunger’s command

The yellow peppers story does forebode

I know soon they will bring me to my knees