Big Lunch

I started arranging my alphabet soup,
concocting big words to devour.
I swallowed a B U I L D I N G,
I gobbled a S T R E E T,
and then I injested a T O W E R.
I snacked on a S U B W A Y.
I bolted a B U S.
I wolfed down a P A S S E N G E R T R A I N.
I chewed up M O N T A N A.
I gulped I N D I A N A,
then tossed down the whole S T A T E O F M A I N E.

I ate the G R A N D C A N Y O N.
I lunched on the R O C K I E S,
and A S I A, I slurped from my cup.
I would have been fine,
but I started to dine
on M Y H O M E W O R K,
and then I threw up.

by Kenn Nesbitt