I'm a taco this I know, for the Menu tells me so! (Sequel to Burrito Poem)

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I'm a taco this I know, for the menu tells me so!
Taco shells sit out for long, they petrify and become strong
Yes, I'm a taco! Yes, I'm a taco! Yes, I'm a taco!
I was made so long ago, he put me on the grittle, saying, "This one cooks for me"
I'm a taco still today, being served, on my way!
Wanting hot-sauce for his meal, no sauce to those who eat.
I'm a taco, the oven doors open wide!
He will dust off my shell, put my in an old paper bag.
I'm a taco, he will say, even though I was poorly made.
Thou hast cooked my shell and such, henceforth I shall be eaten by thee.

(The song of the Taco Bell Church, based on the song Jesus Loves Me. This is a sequel to my burrito poem, or maybe it was Fajita or Tacoes. Same place)

~Just a soft space boi~

Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Jukka the Sling

"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

Tiria_Wildlough