Tongue In Cheek Poem by Francie Lynch
Tongue In Cheek
Da's an organ grinder,
Grinding heart and tongue;
Bull pizzles for his daughters,
Chicken livers for his sons.
Cranking in the summer kitchen,
In the cool morning summer sun.
He strings savory sausages
That please most everyone.
Mammy's in the pantry
Making room for some;
Mammy cooks when Daddy grinds,
She likes a little tongue.
Saturday, November 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: comedy,food,humor,humorous,humour,sexy
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