I was bored during my lunch break at the university, so I decided to write another poem. It's nothing special, just a little piece about some things to expect when eating in the Great Valley.
Eating in the Great Valley
There’s lots to eat in the Great Valley.
When meal times come, expect a rally.
Wow, the food is good!
Tree stars are a snack of choice.
They cause the children to rejoice.
Boy, they are a treat!
When a dessert is much desired,
A tree sweet is what’s required.
Yes, they are the best!
Living in the valley is a little Sharptooth,
Though his eating habits are a bit uncouth.
Mm, the bugs are spicy!
The very best of the berry bushes,
Were there for the risers of their tushes.
Yeesh, they don’t leave much!
All love the time of the great giving.
It’s a tradition that keeps on living.
Oh, the sharing is grand!
When the snowy cold times come,
The sweet bubbles are more than yum.
Gosh, they’re hard to find!
When a red tree star ends with a pluck,
Petrie will be there, talking of luck.
Ugh, that is so annoying!
When others visit, looking for food,
They’d best be wary of old Three Horn’s mood.
Yikes, he can be mean!
These are a few samples of what may be,
As with eating in the valley, there's much to see.
Yay, it sounds like fun!
