Since childhood, you’ve been the only one for me
You kept me safe with your warm embrace
And now as the water boils
My evening is saved from all potential foils
The bubbles begin to burst
My soul does as well
Gingerly, I remove your yellow wrapper
Excited for what will come after
In two minutes, each of your angelic strands soften
Welcoming the magic dust from above
As I stir in the magic masala
I find myself wanting anotha
Your spicy scent wafts my way
I slurp
I savor
Your lead-laced flavor
Within minutes, the pot is empty
Each delicious noodle consumed
All that remains is an oily residue
And a very strong urge to poo
