The Aesthetic of Fries

The aesthetic of fries—

See the salt with your eyes.

What a splendid disguise—

Feel your blood pressure rise.

Yes, we are what we eat—

The relation’s discrete.

Deviled eggs, pickled feet—

Savory, bitter & sweet.

Sure, we diet and whine—

But, we still drink red wine.

Always toeing that line—

Life is short & divine.

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