Harveys Hash House

I like Harvey’s Hash House, a greasy spoon
Could eat there all evening, watching the moon
Love their waffles with caramel chips
Jalapeno omelet helps me do claps and flips

I love their burgers, adore their fries
their cakes are colorful with loads of dyes
cinnamon rolls are bigger than my face
I truly adore eating at this greasy place.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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