Leftoverture

With Hunger was I overcome, until I had the Jitters
'Twas then I ventured to the Fridge, in search of Apple Fritters
Alas, a scamp had bested me (may some vile blackguard slap her)
The fritters all had been purloined, leaving naught but an empty wrapper!

A Sandwiche, thought I, might suffice- with Cheese, Bread and Baloney..
But woe, the Lunchmeat greenish was, the Cheddar stale and stoney!
I was beside myself by now, like Milli and Vanilli
When I found, beneath the Butter dish, a Half a Bowl of Chili!
My eyes were filled with grateful tears, a Prayer of Thanks I gave,
And, putting on a lid, I slid it in the microwave.

Oh Bowl of Chili! Chili Mine! Thou makest me warm and dreamy.
Nestled in thy stoneware bowl, so Spicy and so Steamy!
Let She who made Thee hear my Hymn, ringing out so tuneful,
For I shall sing thy praise sublime, until the Final Spoonful !