Vector8 Journals

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Poems about Food

When I was growing up there were two poems which put the fear of God in me about eating. One reminded me what would happen if I didn't eat and the other if I ate too much.

Enjoy...but don't take them too seriously. I haven't.

Love EJ

The Story of Augustus, Who Would Not Have Any Soup
Heinrich Hoffmann

In which we see the inevitable result of not eating enough of the right stuff.

Augustus was a chubby lad;
Fat, ruddy cheeks Augustus had;
And everybody saw with joy
The plump and hearty, healthy boy.
He ate and drank as he was told,
And never let his soup get cold.
But one day, one cold winter's day,
He screamed out -- "Take the soup away!
O take the nasty soup away!
I won't have any soup today."

Next day begins his tale of woes;
Quite lank and lean Augustus grows.
Yet, though he feels so weak and ill,
The naughty fellow cries out still --

"Not any soup for me, I say:
O take the nasty soup away!
I won't have any soup today."

The third day comes; O what a sin!
To make himself so pale and thin.
Yet, when the soup is put on table,
He screams, as loud as he is able-
"Not any soup for me, I say:
O take the nasty soup away!
I won't have any soup today."
Look at him, now the fourth day's come!
He scarcely weighs a sugarplum;
He's like a little bit of thread,
And on the fifth day, he was -- dead!


The Vulture
Hilaire Belloc

This one belongs on the refrigerator door.

The Vulture eats between his meals,
And that's the reason why
He very, very rarely feels
As well as you or I.
His eye is dull, his head is bald,
His neck is growing thinner.
Oh, what a lesson for us all
To only eat at dinner.

Source: The Book of Virtues