Mommys Best Burgers In Town Nursery Rhyme
My mommy makes the best burgers in town
She goes to the markets around
Shops for steak called ground round
She tells the butcher to grind her a pound
of his best savory steak so lean
Mommy tells everyone she makes a mean,
Patty melt and with onions, only if you please
She sprinkles seasonings, adds lots of cheese
Then my mommy grills it until it’s browned
And until all the juicy flavors are drowned
She puts it on the bun, and then another one
Hanging up on the wall is a neon sign,
"Patty’s Fatty’s Are The Best" come in and dine
Everyone clapped, when my mommy was crowned,
for making the best burgers in town!
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