Plates are decorated in a colourful diet,

Before we take a large scrumptious bite,

As eating delicacies is our sole right.

Teeth torture and rupture the food,

Ingested nutrients claim that teeth are rude!

Saliva drenches the complex organic food.

Bolus now gets a rough push,

And it's in a muscular straw with a gush!

The pipe plays with it a peristaltic rail rush.

Half dead food reaches an acidified sac,

In the stomach, it merrily summersault up and back,

And bear enzymes breaking nick-nack.

Now, the chyme rhymes through in a jovial pace,

And move the maze in its own grace,

Trypsin, pepsin and lipase offer it a basic base.

Tingling villi suck the paste,

Nutrients distributed in a haste.

Small intestine residues water and waste.

Twisted, curled, hard and rough,

It's a very tawny, stinky, debris stuff.

Large intestine heads it towards the cliff.

This is the colourful aromatic delicacy, we ate,

Calling it delicious, yummy and great!

Now, it has reached the outdoor gate.

So, rush and flush the filled ducts,

That delicacy can't bear more drifts and cuts,

So, rush and flush, no more ifs and buts.

Crystal clear canal functions so much daily,

Every time, there's a full fledge rolling rally,

So, our alimentary canal is our best ally...