Oct '25 • AI Classroom - Archived
Taco Poem in the style of Shakespeare
Ode to the Noble Taco
In the Style of the Bard, William Shakespeare
Oh taco, fairest feast of mortal clay,
Thy form doth shine like Phoebus in the day.
With cornèd shell or flour’d cloak so neat,
Thou art a banquet folded, swift to eat.
What meat within thy tender walls doth sleep?
Perchance brisk beef, or pork in marbled heap.
Or fowl so spiced, it sings upon the tongue,
As though by sirens in the skillet sung.
Lo! Lettuce lies in verdant, leafy bed,
While tomatoes blush with cheeks of ruby red.
Sweet onion weeps its joy in layers fine,
And cheese, like snow, upon thee doth entwine.
Thine salsa, fire-born nectar of the gods,
Bestows bold kiss as down my throat it plods.
O guacamolè, green and smooth as jade,
Upon thy crown, thy creamy self is laid.
Dost thou not sate both peasant and the prince?
A meal divine that all do love at once.
No banquet grand, nor humble pauper’s fare
Could dream to rival thee, O treat so rare.
So sing, ye bards, of tacos’ glorious reign,
Whose crunch resounds like battle drums again.
Let kings eat cake, let nobles toast with wine—
I’ll take a taco, and the stars align.
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Taco Poem in the style of Shakespeare
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