A Taste of Texas

Texas has been kind to me;
You have to understand.
In the state of Texas;
Is where I found my man.

They raise a lot of cattle,                                                                                                                                                                                   
Bovines large beyond belief.
I think this is the reason;
That Texans love their beef.

You grind it and you pound it,
Most any cut will do.
Then brown it in a big old pot;
Add onion when you're through.

Cook down with red tomatoes,
And lots of chili powder;
Add garlic, salt and pepper.
Then simmer for an hour.

I like Texas Chili
I always add some beans,
Not everybody's favorite
But better than it seems.

Texas has been kind to me;
So do not be forlorn;
In the state of Texas,
Is where my son was born.

Please let me just reflect a bit;
And wax a little silly.
Texas has been kind to me,
And I like Texas Chile.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Awtry Avatar
October 22, 2019 at 3:18 PM
I have just read and commented on your first one! Thank you for letting me know you have short stories. I will be reading the others, too.
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October 22, 2019 at 8:20 AM
there is a word limit with the free membership. That may be the problem.
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October 22, 2019 at 10:48 AM
You were right about the word limit, I fixed it, thank you. It makes sense now, it bothered the dickens out of me, if i post something I want it to at least be readable. Speaking of which, have you seen my short-stories? They are posted here on Poetrysoup, under short-stories.
Awtry Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 11:29 PM
I knew I liked you! Yes, Texas has been good to me, too since we moved here, and I do like chili :)
Daugherty Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 11:39 PM
LOL! For some reason Poetry Soup is leaving words out of the last verse, it doesn't make sense, but I am trying to fix it! Thanks! My husband is a "dyed in the wool" unchangeable Texan. I enjoyed living in Texas!
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