Instant Love

a sonnet

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Your range of branded names is non-judgemental.
Your ease and bounty comfort many.
Your flavors and textures can feed plenty,
Flavor packets are measured and gentle.
Aisles are diversely filled and you are central.
I pick you and the mac and cheese has envy.
If on a spree, your aisles would be empty.
Boiled too long, you become detrimental.

I pour slowly into a bowl of you,
A gourmet taste but easy to afford.
Dressed up with garnish is excitement to ensue.
I slurp each strand, a sound hard to be ignored.
This feeling I never want to undo.
Emptied my bowl, my hunger is secured.