Francesca Johnson

Rookie (I'm a metal tiger - there's your clue / Europe)

Don'T Beef About It... - Poem by Francesca Johnson

Don't beef about it.
Those sausages are NOT cooked,
I've looked.

They're still PINK!

I think
they need a few more minutes.

Give them time to fry.

Time flies, they say.
And so do pigs....

But hey!

Your sausages need time.

(NOT metricated time, either)

Comments about Don'T Beef About It... by Francesca Johnson

  • Ben Gieske (11/29/2008 6:30:00 PM)

    Your poem not only makes me chuckle, but it cooks up chuckles from others as well. (Report)Reply

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  • Robert Howard (11/29/2008 2:33:00 AM)

    Your delightful sausage poem is definitely 'well done.' (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 10, 2009

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