Max The Sausage King Poem by Pamela lutwyche

He has a sausage crown,
A sausage for a nose.
He has a sausage frown,
a smile that’s upside down.

He is known as the sausage king,
for sausage, he does love.
He eats no other food,
oh my, heavens above.

He lives in a sausage castle,
In a sausage land that’s far away.
With his sausage wife,
I think her name is, Sausage May.

They have five sausage children,
and of course, they have a dog.
The dog answers to the name of Sausage,
even though he looks like a frog.