my Thanksgiving comes with a sigh
I’m a steak and hamburger guy
roasted turkey is not
the kind of meal I want
I'll chow down on the pumpkin pie!
DNA kits
for tender tots
appetites lost
***
Hail the empowered beef, the patty prince!
Adaptability, eat it from the front or back, savor the taste
Melting cheddar like two bodies melding together
Buttery on the inside, soft on the outside, I crave the hard and soft
Under the tongue, painted on gums and cheeks, encompassing my mouth
Rage and sadness cease when its in my mouth, a clarity in my mind
Guided by my hand into my body, an orgasmic feeling
Untouchable, the satisfaction lights a fire in my core
Eating you, whether now or later, leaves a brightness on my face
Salty, a little sweet, it's a life defining taste
As the world goes by, you are constant, your buns bring me from the edge.
Do you want hamburger in your eye?
Or would you rather dig and die?
I stared at the three-year-old.
He was brassy, eager, bright and bold.
My only choices? I expertly guessed.
He nodded his head, not at all dressed.
Nothing like a naked three who has come to play.
To remind you that it’ll be a great day.
Husband and I are common food sappy
Spaghetti and meatballs make us happy
To please us, make us a hamburger dish
Don’t serve us salads or yogurt or fish
Warm potatoes and rich gravy give us a good time
Comfort foods like pie and cake make us feel sublime
Keep your diet tips, your exercises, and your juices to yourself
We like our salts, and our sugars, easy to reach, low on the shelf.
Sure we have gained a bit of weight over the years
But we’re happy and sassy and have very few tears
Sure.
Ketchup.
Pickle
Horseradish too.
Mayo
Lettuce?
That’s up to you.
Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?
A touch of butter
A slab of bacon.
Please put them on
If mine you’re making.
Are your patties thin or thick?
Can I gobble one down right quick?
Hamburger Have It Your Way
Once I like hamburgers but I;
I do not like potato fries;
Cooked two quarter pounds balls of beef;
Stack processed cheese slices with lettuce leaf;
Floor was wet slip, fell spill pop on my eyes;
1/17/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
When I have a hamburger on a bun
The toppings for me are different
Forget the lettuce and tomato
That is not my choice
Instead my bun is decorated in my own way
First comes the bun, then the burger
Along with two slabs of cheddar cheese
This is my favourite way to start
It's not always number one with me
Sometimes I will have relish
Makes the burger taste great
They are a good combo together
My taste buds hve now discovered
Another topping I enjoy
It is wine sauerkraut
Second choice to the cheese
I enjoy all of these condiments
Upon my burgerit is a treat
Dressed in several different ways
Oh boy! What a delight
"NO GREEN EGGS AND HAMBURGER"
it's always been rumored
that Dr. Seuss had an
illegitimate child.
to the masses, it was a
treasure hunt.
there was no
success.
it's been said that
when found, she'd continue
his work and provide the
people with the next great
American novel.
yesterday,
I went into McDonald's.
I got to the cashier and
she took my order.
after
giving me the total, she asked,
"would you like it here or there?"
America can thank me now,
I've wrapped that sucker up
and it's ready to be shipped.
By: Chicano Eddie
9-28-2016
While I clung on the
memory of yours, while I
waited for your noise
to make I was stopped
by the motionless on the
Grosse Hamburger Strasse.
Berlin became my
second skin and I happened
to turn into a
pale improbable
heartmark on its murky and
woe-coloured pavement.
I went for a walk in Hamburger Land
I saw hamburger children all hand in hand.
They swallowed the image, they did not create.
With hungry mouths, they could not relate.
Vision machine had shown them the way.
Telling them lies of what they should say.
Hamburger children just look at them play.
Eyes all aglow with what they don't need.
Tongues are on fire, with wishes of greed.
Useless desire, grows like a weed.
Plotting minds, on children do feed.
Plowing the surface and planting the seed.
Hamburger children are growing too fast.
Unknown moments are all in the past.
Wander a minute away from the tube.
Pull back a curtain and peer from your cube.
Ten stories below, you're well up above.
Safe, out of reach, from neighborly love.
These hamburger children, are not all content,
Some fear the future, they might grow to resent...
Hungrier than a wolf pack hunkering down the hill
A lpha teen male footballers share microwaving kill
Meat tonight they smell and enough to go around
Burgers make them happy and they munch with humming sounds
Under meat they peek to see if pickles thrill the palate
Grudgingly they toss the greens that try to pose as salad
Eating is a joy-- onion ketchup mustard gourmet mess
Running down their faces is a combination guess.
HAMBURGER HAPPINESS
while the potatoes watch TV
and the addicts
frequent movie houses
skulls drool and devour
hamburger happiness,
I lie on my smooth blue
silk and contemplate
the sorrows of
the ocean
© Kim van Breda—June 2014
AKA: Happy meal soup
Brown hamburger meat in dutch oven
Add fresh chopped potatoes and let fry
Add seasoning to taste such as salt, pepper(achoo!), garlic, onion, etc.
Add one package frozen mixed veggies
add one can tomatoes and okra, peas, and/or corn to taste
let simmer for at least one hour the longer the better on low heat.
Add water to keep from sticking as needed.
Serve with cornbread and watch the family smile!!(happy meal)
its cheap
real meat
get underneat
it lunch
you juct munch
as you walk and talk
don't have to money
well honey
buy
HAMBURGER AND FRIES
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