Answer:
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
Don't do this in the shallow end.
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.