LEFTOVER LOVE

I loved the meat lasagna
At a Brooklyn trattoria
And couldn't help exclaiming,
"Splendido, mama mia!"

But I'd already sampled antipasto,
Spaghetti bolognese
And chicken cacciatore.
All of them rating A's.

Too much!  And so remained
One half of the spaghetti,
As gorgeous as a painting
By Dante Gabriel Rossetti.

Too beautiful and lush
Ever to be deserted--
To do a thing like that
Would be almost perverted.

I told the gracious waiter
The dish was Feedo-bound.
"Feedo?" he said.  "What's that?"
"Why, that's my Italian hound."

And that's how blessed Feedo
Was introduced to pasta,
Which brought him even closer
To his ever-loving masta.