Hamburgs Poems - Poems about Hamburgs

...during the quiet calm of serene panting beneath saint Cecilia's tomb i'd began to wander about stone structures captured in sorted monuments one would nestle so tranquil throughout sudden rapture......

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...DREAMTIME: STATE FAIR OF MIND the barren vendor sold wishes to those hoping to forget at the back of the room wizened old men sat together on a bench across from ol......

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...I like hamburgs and hotdogs. I even like a brat. At cookouts it don't matter... Just cook up what you've got. I don't mind getting dirty. My shoes won't stay on long. Don't let me see you cov......

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