Taco Shelf

On the taco shelf there was a taco,
Much to my surprise;
One with cheese and meat and beans,
Of a monstrous, gigantic size.

I tried to put it in my mouth,
But it did not fit.
A voice inside my head I heard,
"Keep trying, sir, do not quit."

I shoved and shoved and squeezed and squeezed,
But I could not gulp.
I grabbed the taco with my fist,
And tried to make it pulp.

Relieved, I was finally able to swallow it,
Though nearly destroying myself,
"A job well done," I sighed, and turned,
Another taco was on the shelf.