Seabird Poem by Lamar Cole
Seabird
Seabird was the filthiest cook in the land.
Because after taking a piss, he would not wash his hands.
His food always stunk.
To eat it a person would have to be drunk.
But he always had plenty of customers.
Because his food was cheap.
And it tasted like it came from the finest restaurants.
When it was washed down with beer.
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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