Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Terzanelle

Cholesterol Done Him In

I will eat liver periodically despite doc's kvetch

   When I cease to function, upon my cold granite stone you may etch:

      "Too much cholesterol clogged the veins of this unfortunate wretch!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Tied for No. 5 in Dr. Ram's "Triplet" Contest - August 2011

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Gwendolen Song August 20, 2011 at 12:57 AM You are hardly a wretch, Mr. Hinshaw....but the word FIT SO PERFECTLY!!!! Right? ha ha. In high school, my history teacher told us a funny epitaph.... Born a virgin Died a harlot For 30 years she kept her virginity That's a mighty long time in this vicinity! Have a grrrrreat weekend, Bob. Gwendolen

Carolyn Devonshire August 16, 2011 at 3:49 PM Bob, is liver really high in cholesterol? It has no "fat" on it, really, unlike most other meats and it's such a great source of iron and protein. Had quite a laugh reading this one, though, as your humor always comes through. Congratulations on your win in Dr. Ram's contest! Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown August 16, 2011 at 7:57 AM Congratulations on your win in Dr. Ram Mehta's "Triplet" contest Bob. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 15, 2011 at 11:21 PM Congrats Bob on your fantastic fifth place with this super witty entry my friend.. so luv it..

Dr.Ram Mehta August 15, 2011 at 9:29 PM Congratulations on the win in my contest, Bob

Black Eyed Susan August 15, 2011 at 12:17 PM ha! such a clever write! love it! good luck in the contest :)

Poet Destroyer A August 15, 2011 at 1:14 AM wow! Bob, I feel bad for the fellow.... thanks for sharing,..p.d.

Nette Onclaud August 13, 2011 at 12:02 PM lol, your wit explodes again, robert... applause and winning wishes! ;) hugggs, nette

Ralph Taylor August 13, 2011 at 11:01 AM Excellent entry, my friend. Great job. You got a winner for sure. Good luck. Best to you guys in beautiful Colorady! Have a great weekend. Una/Ralph

John Smith August 12, 2011 at 10:35 PM Ya gotta die from something, and there are worse killers than food. I can picture better foods than liver, though, to die for. Fun poem.

Elizabeth Wesley August 12, 2011 at 9:46 PM You're a that liver thing again, just cain't leave it alone! Good luck in the contest.

Sara Kendrick August 12, 2011 at 7:39 PM Creative and humorous work..Liver is suppose to good for one if eaten only once a week..Good luck in the contest with this sure winner..Sara

Don Johnson August 12, 2011 at 6:56 PM Bob old mate, Fits of fever in the thinking, has us all convinced that eating, fatty food brings the hearse a creeping, guess we are all some tetched:( My gramps ate all those goodies, lived to 90 cos he could, he:) healthy as a horse, was good see, undertaker catched:( have a bloody bonzer day Bob. Don

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 12, 2011 at 3:51 PM another witty write Bob and great use of form for Triplet contest..good luck my friend.. so happy I don't eat meat..if this is the result..haha..

Dr.Ram Mehta August 12, 2011 at 3:00 PM Thanks for the entry, Bob

Kash Poet August 12, 2011 at 1:11 PM Nice humour here Robert....Enjoyed.Best wishes in the contest.

Zzzzz Zzzzz August 12, 2011 at 12:52 PM A good, fun write. If we worried about everything we ate we'd starve to death! Good luck in the contest, Bob. Regards, Robert.

Tobey Hill August 12, 2011 at 12:36 PM Hello Bob, hope all is well. Did you write this while having your breakfast? Was it eggs and bacon or eggs and sausage? Enjoyed this one..Have a great weekend...TAH