Hamburger Rhyme Poem by Sandra Feldman

Hamburger Rhyme



America, America,
How does your hamburger grow?
With ketchup bells,
Stale French fried smells,
And dill kosher pickles,
All ready to go.

Friday, May 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: america
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A take on the nursery rhyme 'Mary, Mary quite contrary, How does your garden grow? ....
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