My mom left me alone at home

For three months

And all she left me

Were Twinkies

I ran out and am looking for something to eat

I can’t find the can opener

All I wanted from this life was Spaghettio’s

I told you that’s all I wanted

And if I could I would live inside the Spaghettio’s factory

And be a Spaghettio chef

I’ve attended a school with courses in cooking

But they never taught me the recipe for Spaghettio’s

Or for Twinkies

How do they make them?

Where do they come from?

Who am I?

By Kirstin Lachance