Charles Lara


Hot Dogs - Poem by Charles Lara

Hot dogs
and
chips
followed
by
an
ice
cold
coke
coke
here
to
bring
the
crowd
a
smile
as
the
wind
of
summer
teases
in
late
april
and
the
only
game
in
town
worth
watching
is
baseball
baseball
at
Wrigley
where
the
cubs
have
a
chance
to
do
it
this
year
while
the
ivy
is
still
dormant


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 15, 2006



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