Ode to Taco Bell
By Arnaud Voermans

Sweet burning bliss
A hunka-hunka blistering burrit-OH
Intestinal rhapsody
Or merely digestive unrest
To Hell with them all
You are mine tonight, hot sauce
Mild will not do for my
Unsavory yearnings
Deep, regular undulations
From South of the Border
Awaken my senses.
The acrid olfactory chimes
Tingle the large protuberance I call
Nose.