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Fast Food Fool

Hot peppers and spicy horseradish a gut-punch to the solar plexus Snake venom with moldy cheese not tonight, if you please... Tadpole skins and locust larvae strains my stomach of iron But a bloody Mary eggnog combo gags the esophagus of this Hawaiian Wonder how I developed my bizarre sense of taste? ~ A flush of the toilet for whoever said, 'Haste makes waste'

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Shirley Hawkins

Date: 9/17/2022 6:29:00 AM

Hot and Spicy Makes stomach dicy I think you oughta Drink lots of water It will flush your tummy Your verse is funny. Thank you, Gershon

Michael Tor

Date: 9/16/2022 5:14:00 AM

Gershon your words are to smile at my friend. Nice way to start the day. Thank you for this comical Poetry of yours. Always enjoy reading your nutty thoughts that squirrels dream of. Be blessed my friend and thanks for sharing...

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/17/2022 10:09:00 PM

Nutty and Nutsy went out to play. Nutty fell --- Oh, never mind! :) gw

John Lawless

Date: 9/16/2022 4:58:00 AM

when we were kids "FAST FOOD" meant that whoever got their first....and fast..got the food.

Vickey Rhymer

Date: 9/15/2022 8:54:00 PM

You my friend are insane.Thanks for the laugh.

Vickey Rhymer
Date: 9/16/2022 12:38:00 AM

My goal for 2023.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/15/2022 9:06:00 PM

"Mens sana in corpore sano." ~ Latin Scholar