I said no gherkins.
They gave me three green pickles.
I got no gherkins.
Not ‘jalapeeno’.
It’s pronounced halapeenno.
Say hah-lah-PEHN-yo.
These medium fries
Are meant to be supersized.
The usual lies.
Ketchup on my shirt.
Hot greasy joy in my heart.
Mustard on my coat.
My taut heart is sore
For the hot Chicken Fillets.
They serve them no more.
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Joe Dresner
1 comment:
I know the feeling of your favorite dish (hamburger) no longer available. It happened with my Bulgogi burger.
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