I Don't Want Chicken
I don't want chickenWe've had it three times this week.
I want some good rich beef to eat.
I don't want fish
we've had it fried, broiled and baked.
I want a big, fat, juicy, steak!
I don't wan't another egg salad on toast.
I want mashed potatoes and gravy on a big slab of roast!
I need some real food for a change
My hair's falling out
I think I've got the mange
I hate this danged, darned diet
I think it's going to kill me
But before it does
Dear Lord, somebody fill me
With beef! I want beef!
I can hear those stears moo
They're calling out to me
Come make us into stew!
We promise not to tattle
And if we ever did
Just say, they're only cattle
Don't believe a word they've said!
Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2006-10-29 at 21:32
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