Kobe's Kiwi

It was a sad, sad, week ago

in a restraunt that smelt like pee.

A chef lived whom you dont know,

with the name of Kobe.

And ths chef lived with one thought,

to love the food kiwi.

He was a child and was kind of wild,

in the restraunt that smelt like pee.

And he loved with a love that was more than a love,

to love the food kiwi.

With a love that he could eat seven,

servings of delicios kiwi.

Then the awful thing happened about a week ago,

in the restraunt that smelt like pee

while hs stomach was filling with the food kiwi.

His time had come,

he became allergic to kiwi.

It was a dreadful time in the restraunt that smelt like pee.

He could no longer eat seven,

helpings of kiwi.

It was as bad as treason,

not eating kiwi.

He tried one more time that came with a frieght,

killing his love for Kiwi.

But his love was more than a love,

for the food of kiwi,

the taste of kiwi.

even if it couldnt be eaten whole,

it was still kiwi.

For life never beams without bringing him dreams,

of the food kiwi.

But he knows he cant even if he tries,

to eat kiwi.

So he is put to rest,

along with his love of kiwi.