F is for Flax
This did not impress my only son Max.
His taste buds, I told him, I’d try not to tax,
but on this promise I feel I am lax.
On Sunday a pork roast with flax to the max.
It was delicious. We ate it in stacks.
Served with flax rolls that weren’t too exact.
On Monday a turkey-flax loaf resembling wax.
I’ll eat it for lunch, but flavor it lacks.