Robert Edgar Burns

(02/14/1953 / Dunedin, Florida)

Beanie Weenies


A can of Beanie Weenies
Is a gas man's perfect snack.
It's o.k. to walk beside him,
But never walk behind his back.

An ice cold bottle of 7-UP
Needs a straw so you can slurp.
But in only a few seconds time,
I always have to burp.

I love my salt and pepper.
If you offer I will say 'please.'
Just stand away for a second or two,
For it's certain that I will sneeze.

I ate spoiled food for lunch today.
That is just my kind of luck.
But I won't say what happened next,
It's not polite to say upchuck!

Submitted: Friday, March 02, 2012
Edited: Friday, March 02, 2012

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