Ode to a Cheeto

O cheeto, how delicious you are
Your crunchy texture
Pleases my palette by far
Your artificial cheese flavor
Sets off my taste buds
You stick in my molars
Much better than fried spuds
Your orange coloring on my fingers
Reminds me of how much I love thee
As I type away on my keyboard
The aroma of your baggie
Sets my mind toward
My next date with you, o cheeto