Ode to Salami

Salami, How I love thee,
any time I am hungry.
No matter whether rain or shine,
I love to eat thee anytime.

Whether bought in Puerto Natales
or Punta Arenas, you are still likely
to contain anus.

In my backpack you wait for a dinner date.
You will even do in a crunch for breakfast or lunch.
I take you trekking and you leave me retching.
And when you come out you make me shout!

Your meaty flavor I really savor.
Your aftertaste is akin to human waste.
I like thee with cream cheese,
come out of my butt, PLEASE.

Squirrel, Llama, Person or Pygmy,
Dog or cat or vampire bat, whatever you are....
SALAMI!!!!