Cookin On the Grill
Just cranked up the old Bar B Que pit.
Didn,t want to start burning but I finally got it lit.
Fixing to throw on that brisket, just let it smoke.
While I put on some potatoes and drink me a coke.
Got the water to boiling the potatoes are done.
I smell that old brisket a cooking it sure is a big one.
Tater salads made and put in the fridge to get cold.
Chopped up my salad and tossed it the way I was told.
Got roasting ears of corn in the pot in hopes they might steam.
Carrot cakes for dessert topped with vanilla ice cream.
Them beans in the slow cooker, cooked all the night long.
Big pan of corn bread, butter, and onion you just can’t go wrong
The brisket is done we’re ready to eat.
Got a big glass of cold milk that’s tasty and sweet.
Y’all come on over pick you a plate.
But you’ll have to get behind me I’m so hungry I can’t hardly wait.
Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2007
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