Ooh, there's half a rind!
Delicious treats I find.
There's nuts and chutney and what was a sub once.
Madly chomped tacos,
Melons damaged with drool,
Nougat, partly gnawed bone,
A trout--some of it.

Now some say that I'm no health freak,
And some say the vittles I seek
Are offal. Still I sup
Until I am filled up.
Lamb that's been shared, enjoyed,
I'll take it home.

I found a dead skink,
Rancid beneath my sink.
I started noshing neck
Then worked my way down.

Why go to the store
When you can find a cor-
nucopia in what
Would be landfill bound?

Some say the smelly wealth I seek
Ain't fit for a carnival geek;
It's awful. Still I sup
Until I am filled up.
Spam, a junked pair o' koi--
Oh, yum, yum, yum!

Gnashing on corn mold
I fress till it's all gone.

Some say the smelly wealth I seek
Such as a rank yellowing leek
Is craw-spill. Still I sup
Until I am filled up.
Ham, junk-food fare enjoyed. . .
A garbstronome.