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You Are What You Eat
by Max Bouillet"Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you what you are."
--Anthelme Brillat-Savarin (1755 - 1826)
His parents loved him very much.
They wanted him to be tall and strong,
so they invited a basketball player to lunch.
They wanted him to be smart and clever,
so they invited a scientist to breakfast.
One day, he said he wanted to more like his father...
and then it was only his mother that loved him.
But he was more ambitious than she ever dreamed.
He took the Holy Communion every Sunday.
05/14/2005 Author's Note: "The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not the communion of the blood of Christ? The bread which we break, is it not the communion of the body of Christ?"
1 Cor. 10:16
Posted on 05/14/2005
Copyright © 2024 Max Bouillet
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Scott Cadence on 05/17/05 at 08:03 AM Clever, I loved this. Thank you for sharing it. :) |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 05/18/05 at 04:16 PM oh oh oh... max... deliciously well put... very hannibal lecterish, if you will... tim burton on steroids... you rock... blessings... |
| Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 01/31/06 at 11:37 PM Ahahahaha! This is wonderful. Funny, but with a dark undertone. I love it. |
| Posted by Paganini Jones on 01/27/09 at 12:21 PM An excellent tale that tells just enough for there to be several interpretations, each darker than the last. Delicious writing. |
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