- I'm a glutton for the gluten!
- All my friends are gluten free.
- So when we eat in restaurants
- all the glutens come to me.
- 'Cos when they ask the waiter
- "Can this dish be gluten free?"
- I'll tell the waiter "Save those glutens -
- Serve them up for me!"
- I've got a pal named Cecil
- with celeriac's disease.
- Says bread and cake and pasta
- all affect him in degrees.
- His mouth it loves the flavour
- but his colon disagrees,
- So eating any glutens
- brings his trousers to his knees.
- But me, I love the glutens.
- I'm a glutton! I'm insane!
- I'll gorge on whole-wheat gnocchi
- with a side of quiche Lorraine.
- For I'm a gluten gannet!
- Gimme gallons of the grain!
- (And hope to God I don't then sneeze
- and shit the bed again.)____
by Albert Semple
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