When Wing Met Quesadilla

Updated on February 9, 2018

When Wing met Quesadilla it was the end of winter
What started as coffee soon led to dinner
She said "Wing you are too spicy for me"
So Wing replied "try me with tea"

Minutes turned into hours and hours into past
When Wing finally got the courage to ask
"Quesadilla will you be mine"
"Of course I will Wing, I think of it all the time"

Life couldn't get better
For Quesadilla's cheesy filled center
Wing was happy too
With his spicy coated goo

But something went awry
And it caused both of them to cry
You see the temperature was increased
Until both their lives were deceased

Then over the lips and through the gums
Digested away sitting in the slums
On the other end again we'll meet
Swimming with laughter in our new fleet


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      Mark Tulin 5 weeks ago from Santa Barbara, California

      Cool poem about one of my favorite subjects. Please do a taco next.

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      Louise Powles 6 weeks ago from Norfolk, England

      That's a great poem! I enjoyed reading it. =)