Should I Write Of Chicken Wings? Poem by David Welch

Should I write of grand romance,
of star-crossed lovers tell?
I've not known enough of that
to really do it well.

Should I write of torrid sex,
hot and steamy affairs?
I'm old enough now to see
that there's no meaning there.

Should I write heroic tales
full of daring and lore?
But what tale could I tell you
that you've not heard before?

Should I write of politics,
get mad and take side?
But most people won't listen
if you're not of their tribe.

Should I paint a word-picture,
delightful imagery?
There's thousands of small poems
on sunset, dawn, and trees.

Should I write a Limerick,
give you the best one yet?
But who could do better than
that man from Nantucket?

...hmm...or....

Should I write of chicken wings?
A bar food mighty fine,
all those great dipping sauces,
but not too hot with mine...

Too much heat buries the flavor.