Hot Dogs a New York Tale
Hot Dogs A New York Tale
There once lived a Mayor named Di Blasio,
Who had steamy, hot desires for Ocasio!
In an effort to woo her and all health crackpots, too,
He pulled out his very lengthy political lance.
"Ah, Divine Maiden, I want you all for my own.
For only this for you will I do,
I am deporting all unhealthy, evil hot dogs to
France."
Maiden Ocasio in gratitude fell to her feet.
So Nathan's went out of business!
Oh how greatly, the New Yorkers wept!
Said she: "The world will indeed be Green!
You and I will be King and Queen..
No cows, no cars, no steel buildings
Divinely, so peachy-clean!"
Panagiota Romios
4/25/2019
11:58pm PST
Re-edited at 4:25pm PST
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