The pretzel - a poem for Flowergoil

All things considering
Life is a pretzel
It's twisting this way and 
That way,
Placing me in what's 
Known as a fretz-all
The taste of life is sometimes bitter,
Sometime sweet, 
I eat my veggies, love my meat 
Don't ask me why, 
 Sometimes I am so happy surfing the pretzel
But sometimes down caught in its twists, so let's all 
Eat pretzel together and 
We shall survive the stormy weather