Oh, patron saint of Cincinnati foods, nobody may goetta you, but I bet I do.
With pinhead oats and sausage too… I’ll eat you alongside my favorite Rhinegeist brew.
Once for the poor, but always rich in taste… when I eat you, I always make haste.
I’ll mix you with syrup and eat you with mac… I’ll eat you on pizza as a midday snack.
When outsiders come through and ask for food tips, I have to say “come on man, goetta grip.”
For Skyline is great, and Graeters is greater, but goetta will always be best, so sorry haters.
Now I will leave you readers to finish the rest, so go eat and write your own ode at Goetta Fest.