'A Man Named Doctor Meat' Poem by Linda Winchell

'A Man Named Doctor Meat'

Rating: 5.0


There is a butcher down at our local store
some have nicknamed him, 'Doctor Meat! '
His days and nights are always spent
cutting the best prime cuts wrapped so neat!

He cuts the loins and butts of cuts
that eveyone seems to love!
That's why he's called, 'Doctor Meat'
he is a prime meat cutter cut above!

If the meat is over an ounce or two
he doesn't ever charge.
Everyone rushes in to buy his cuts
and his chickens which are so large!

His ground beef chuck is of the brightest red
and lean as it can be!
Mom sends me down for a pound or two
to make her favorite meatballs with
and spagetti sauce just for me!

So hats off to you Doctor Meat!
Please don't ever stop the way you cut!
Cutting the finest of chicken pieces
and my Mom's, favorite ground of chuck!

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Linda Winchell

Linda Winchell

Chicago Illinois
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