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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Tailgate Party
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  January/2015


It's my 
tailgate party

you're welcome 
to come -

Music's blasting,
and
We
Popp'in 
Champagne,

around
a hot

Webber Grill
In the 
parking lot -

Got my 
game day apron 
on,

Cook'n:

Oak wood Q'd
Baby Back 
Ribs,

Slow grilled 
and
smoked....

Brushed
in 
Sweet Hickory 
BBQ sauce -

and
laced with
 a
half cup 
of
Jim Beam 
Whiskey -

Child 
this party
is Popp'in

Got 
a Deep Pot
of
Baked Beans;

Maple flavored,
with
Thick Center 
Cut
beacon strips

(smoked),
over
Natural Flavored
Mesquite 
Wood Chips.

Child 
you better
get here, 
cause It's on!

Got my
Old Fashioned
Homemade 
Potato Salad,
(chilled
to taste),

with
thin sliced
Black Olives -

Sweet Yellow
Corn (on cob),
precooked in
milk/honey,

then grilled
and
 brushed 

with
lemon or lime
juice
in
butter, 

sprinkled 
with
parsley flakes.

Yum! Yum! Yum!
You ain't here
yet?

I'm making
Sourdough grilled
bread,

 with 
a soft melt
of
Castello Reserved
Havarti cheese  -

Cucumber Infused 
water
over 
crushed ice,

with a hint
of
Mint Leaf
flavor -

And 
if you dare
to
step outside
your
comfort zone,

I have some
Angry Orchard
Hard Apple
Cider 
over ice
in
the cooler -

My tailgate 
party
is 
Popp'n !

It's Game Time

Bon Appetite !

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