Ps...Banker's Christmas Party

Just

  Hot dogs

  For Fat Cats .
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Dietrich Avatar
June 11, 2010 at 9:41 PM
I'd like to give them some hot dogs all right!!!
Byrne Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 7:48 PM
You are so clever and funny Sean!
Ingle Avatar
February 1, 2009 at 4:22 PM
Lol...I love it Sean...Thanks for the comments on Poetry Is Of Everything.. I just got back on line. Our electric here in Louisville Kentucky has been out since the ice storm, and some people are still without any electricity. I went and stayed at my sisters for the last 3 nights. Fortunately she just lives 11 miles from me in New Albany, Indiana. I sure don't like to be without lights and heat both..It was so miserable for everyone. Lawrence in Lou. Ky.
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December 28, 2008 at 12:12 PM
Got a good chuckle out of this one. So much truth in your words--so fitting given recent events. Thank you for sharing your gift of humor with us and for your kind words regarding my poem. Happy New Year! Karen
Richards Avatar
December 16, 2008 at 1:20 PM
Don't know how I almost missed this one...but so glad I caught it! You nailed it! ~ Carrie
Thomas Avatar
December 14, 2008 at 10:00 AM
Very funny ps! MMMmmmmm....now I'm craving hot dogs...mustard, onions, sauerkraut maybe... ~Juliane
Kelly Avatar
December 7, 2008 at 3:15 AM
Jealous !!! , Not me Fred ... You are correct about the struggling poet . I am not in the same league , as many of the regular contributors . I just wish , I had their writing skills . As for the greedy bankers , there is a word that rhymes ..... Now what is it .... ????
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December 5, 2008 at 8:49 PM
Smile:) "Hello My Irish Friend!"~Interesting write here brother, with a message or statement I am sure!? I have noticed you for awhile now Sean~and I thought that I wouls stop by to say hello to yourself~especially, since my favorite musicians of all time, U2, are fellow Irishmans themselves~as is also a couple of very dear friends of mine!~So, "You Have A Very Wonderful Day Dear Freind~Warmth & Blessings To Yourself & All Whom You Love, John!"~Bye Brother:)
Gorelick Avatar
December 5, 2008 at 7:03 AM
Maybe Hot Dogs served on a silver platter by a butler dressed in black. Formal dining room..shouting at Mrs at the other end to pass the mustard. BG
Winter Avatar
December 5, 2008 at 5:13 AM
Ha ha! You are a witty man indeed. Too clever. Still, there is something yummy about that mystery meat. ~lol~ Love, Shar
Reynolds Avatar
December 5, 2008 at 2:59 AM
HA! Yeah rioght, guilded golden hot dogs maybe...dare to dream my frugal friend, dare to dream. lol love, Kristin...hey...pass the mustard!
Strand Avatar
December 5, 2008 at 12:34 AM
If only this were true ! Sean,but I doubt they have learnt the error of their ways.Rgds Brian & thanks for your kind words
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