by Bruce E. Stoker, ©2003
Oh, Xochimilco! How I long to eat
Carnitas, refritos, tomatillos,
To relish your Mexican refrescos.
I long for time to partake of that treat:
Tortillas shrouding chunks of tasty meat
Smothered in quesos deliciosos,
But I’m thwarted by schedules muy locos.
By almuerzo I’m ready for defeat.
But mis amigos Roberto and Dale
Are surely, swiftly coming to my aid
To bring tidings of lunch; it’s my rescue!
Though workload has stopped the plans I have made,
With friends such as these my strength will not pale.
Xochimilco, I’m coming to see you!