i went to McD's...for a Big Mac,
but instead....ordered a BIG sack....
of burgers, and chicken....and fries.
why, i even had them put in three pies!
too bad my stomach wasn't as big as my eyes!
when i'd finished stuffing it in, i was in for a surprise.
my guts grumbled and rumbled; i was a wee bit worried.
then i got out of my parked car and to their bathroom i hurried.
everything 'worked out' alright, but i'd not a second to lose.
i hope for telling you all this, you will all kindly excuse...
me.
(December 14, 2015)
A nice humorous little poem. What meats will you be cooking for Xmas dinner, Bri? A side of beef, half a pig and an ostrich? Hope you don't burst!
I'm glad I inspired you but smile large since you have no idea how. Excellent poem Bri.....
No wonder it happened! It is not something unusual with Bri! Earlier also this has happened. Remember you once stuffing your stomach with apples, for your mother said.... An apple a day keeps the doctor away. But after eating apples, you literally landed in a hospital to be with the doctor! ! Any thing in moderate quantities will be good.... But a 'glutton' cannot determine the level of moderation! Quite interesting! Enjoyed!
After eating bri-sket, bri-oche, and Bri-stol cream sherry- I would need a bri-omide!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lol, McDonalds seems to have that effect on everyone Bri! I swear they put laxative in their food!