Piece of Meat

Jun 16, 2009 13:54

I'm the hamburger, not the fries.
I don't come on the side. The side comes with me;
no substitutions please.
I'm juicy. I'm tastee (yes with two e's).
I'm satisfying and golly,
I even come with cheese.

poetry, "bad poetry", analogies

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