Ode to a perfect curry

Thursday, August 20, 2009 3:09 AM

Oh, beautiful curry,
How do I love your nuclear shade?
I can count so many ways.

I love you when I spill you on my shirt,
and eat a hole right through.
I love your smoking ass hot delicious taste,
and even the curry farts too.

I love the colonic scarring, your spice is sure to cause some pain,
I love you when the tears spill from my eyes like drops of blood-tinged rain.

My breath could drop a camel,
but the other end's much worse
You'll want to leave that fan on
when you hear my howling curse

I love you, Vindaloo.
I just wish you loved me too.

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