Dad's Cookout Haiku
by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed — Read all 584 poems by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed
Now only if this thing had a remote control. . . ya-hooo!
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
If it can't be fried--
baked-broiled-basted or sun-dried. . .
kill it and grill it
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all rights reserv’d (in sweet savory juices)
Joy
Lena
Paul;-)
B&R
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
love and peace, Carole