The was a sandlava who liked Belgian waffles
He loved the so much he decided to eat them every day
He just loved everything about them
Their scent and taste, they way they looked and how they felt in his paws

He loved them so much
He decided that they should be the official food of earth
And that everyone should eat them every day
And share in the joy he was getting from them

He churred as he bit into one
Feeling it slide down his throat, into his stomach
He enjoyed its taste as he put another bite into his maw
And smiled as it soon joined the other bite

He loved them so much
That soon, he started forcing it on his neighbors
And then, he fed them to his friends
He loved them so much, it was all he had to eat

So he kept on eating them
One after another
With his neighbor and friends
Smiling as they loved them too

Soon he got the whole town into loving them
Watching as the whole town ate nothing but Belgian waffles
Giggling as his plan was taking effect
Making the waffles the food representative of the world

Soon after, the county started eating them.
It was working
His plan was going into effect
And soon the state started eating them

And soon the state made the Belgian waffle their state food
As the craze spread to another state
Sandlava smiling as he continued to eat them
Biting into another one as he read the paper

Soon, the entire country was in a craze
As the Belgian waffle became the national food
And the sandlava just kept smiling
And eating his waffles

And soon, the world became crazed with Belgian waffles
As the sandlava laughed
And ate his Belgian waffles
Knowing it was his fault the world was in its craze

Poem Commission for  six~~