When
eating a Bojangles meal,
There’s
one problem with their fries.
It’s
not the taste, you can be sure,
For
therein perfection lies.
It’s
certainly not the seasoning
Of
those golden Cajun sticks,
Nor
is it the size or the taters they use
That
needs any sort of fix.
But
of this only do I complain:
Their
heat could evaporate a pool.
And
herein lies the great dilemma—
Eat
now or wait for them to cool.
To
wait for the fries on top of the stack
To
lose just a bit of their heat
Would
let all the bottom fries cool far too much
Before
them you’d have time to eat.
But
eating immediately is risky too,
For
your tongue you may chance to burn;
And
then your enjoyment of all of the rest
Would
decrease, as surely you’d learn.
What
can one do in such a case
To
ensure no fry to waste will go?
The
answer to this questioning,
Alas, I do not know.
Alas, I do not know.
Ode to Cookout
Look
how the road winds on and on,
Up
over the hills and into the sun;
But
no matter where I journey about
It
will always lead me by a Cookout.
Oh!
Cookout is a wondrous place
Where
with food delicious I stuff my face.
I
cannot resist their scrumptious shakes;
Such
quality food is ne’er a mistake.
Their
burgers are perfect, their fries seasoned well,
Their
bacon, delicious and pleasant to smell.
How
grateful I am that all roads will lead
Eventually to Cookout, a blessing indeed.
Eventually to Cookout, a blessing indeed.
I wrote this while watching an incredibly boring movie:
Do You Know the Pizza Man?
Is
any man as loved as the pizza man?
I
should say not,
For
when pizza is bought,
He
delivers it as fast as he can.
Does
any receive such thanks as he?
I
can think of none—
No,
not even one—
For
my face lights up when him I see.
So
this I employ to all of my friends:
Order
pizza when you can
To
support this good man
And ensure that his service never ends.
Peanut Butter and Jelly
What would I do without PB 'n J?
How boring would life be, how filled with dismay!
I would keep on writing but find that I can't,
For this topic's depressing...so here ends my rant.
And ensure that his service never ends.
Peanut Butter and Jelly
What would I do without PB 'n J?
How boring would life be, how filled with dismay!
I would keep on writing but find that I can't,
For this topic's depressing...so here ends my rant.
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