ODE TO A SWEDISH MEATBALL

Meatballs in hoagies.
Meatballs on pasta.
Meatball perogies.
Meatballs…ya basta!

Big, bad Tony Soprano.
Has no bloody idea.
That the finest of meatballs.
Are all found in IKEA.

A tomato-based salsa.
Might, to some, seem a dream.
But the best meatball sauce.
Contains fresh dill and cream.

And a true meatball master.
Much to many’s surprise.
Is eleven feet tall.
With blonde hair and blue eyes.

So, next time in your kitchen.
Embrace your inner Sven.
Fry some bra Swedish Meatballs.
Stockholm Syndrome’s your friend.

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One response to “ODE TO A SWEDISH MEATBALL”

  1. Headless Blogger Avatar

    Obviously no random drug testing at Fat Sal’s employer.

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