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Tailgate Party
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Tailgate Party
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: January/2015
It's my
tailgate party
you're welcome
to come -
Music's blasting,
and
We
Popp'in
Champagne,
around
a hot
Webber Grill
In the
parking lot -
Got my
game day apron
on,
Cook'n:
Oak wood Q'd
Baby Back
Ribs,
Slow grilled
and
smoked....
Brushed
in
Sweet Hickory
BBQ sauce -
and
laced with
a
half cup
of
Jim Beam
Whiskey -
Child
this party
is Popp'in
Got
a Deep Pot
of
Baked Beans;
Maple flavored,
with
Thick Center
Cut
beacon strips
(smoked),
over
Natural Flavored
Mesquite
Wood Chips.
Child
you better
get here,
cause It's on!
Got my
Old Fashioned
Homemade
Potato Salad,
(chilled
to taste),
with
thin sliced
Black Olives -
Sweet Yellow
Corn (on cob),
precooked in
milk/honey,
then grilled
and
brushed
with
lemon or lime
juice
in
butter,
sprinkled
with
parsley flakes.
Yum! Yum! Yum!
You ain't here
yet?
I'm making
Sourdough grilled
bread,
with
a soft melt
of
Castello Reserved
Havarti cheese -
Cucumber Infused
water
over
crushed ice,
with a hint
of
Mint Leaf
flavor -
And
if you dare
to
step outside
your
comfort zone,
I have some
Angry Orchard
Hard Apple
Cider
over ice
in
the cooler -
My tailgate
party
is
Popp'n !
It's Game Time
Bon Appetite !
Copyright ©
Ken Jordan
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