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Fat Hotdogs
by Joe CramerI ate those big fat hotdogs
While sprawled across my bed.
They were heavily laden with
Onions and mustard, horseradish
While I was reading a book
And somehow watching a movie.
Good thing I was not going anywhere,
My baited breath would stop time. 09/02/2006 Posted on 09/03/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 09/03/06 at 04:35 AM HaHa! Good one :)
"My baited breath would stop time." I can just imagine that aroma. Me personally, I'm a ketchup girl. Now, garlic... |
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