Eating and snacking could be my downfall. The good food, I can hear it call, time for a snack!
Snack baby, snack baby snack, but let me get this exact. I need to quit snacking, my lips are always smacking. Eating has become a habit, it's got me seven eleven like a rabbit.
Right now I'm thinking, I'll get a snack after this inking. A good snack baby love, right down my mouth I'll shove. I'm a big lean mean, eating machine. A greedy big chuck of muscle, on the treats I do the hustle, someones cattle I may rustle.
I love meat chows, lock up all your chicken, pigs and cows. Nothing eatable is safe with me around, especially with four legs walking the ground.
It's going down.
Sorry Charlie the tuna, you have no legs, you'll be going sooner.
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Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2007
Cute poem, but then that's you! Cute! Love ya always, Holly
Enjoyable read and entertainly expressed the desire to chow down. R
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2007
HAHAH Sorry Charlie I loved the humor "ONE" :)
Reviewed by Verne Washington (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2007
Listen I'm sorry if I offended you. In no way did I mean to say that you should change your writing style. I didn't like your poem and I was just trying to give some sort of constructive criticism. I was just speaking my honest opinion and I believe you should be prepared to hear bad comments about your stuff. Not everyone has the same taste and that's fine. I understand if you don't like my stuff, but if you were to tell me I would like to know why. I might listen, I might not. You don't have to listen to me either.
So continue what you're doing...
I see nothing wrong with it.
And this poem actually did make me chuckle...
I love it, I hadn't thought about old Charlie the tuna in quite sometime, I grew up with his commercials...I am the first to admit that I too can be a real mean eating machine...especially on these snow days and not being at school....food just seems to call my name...maybe we should be like an old Flintstone episode I recalled as I read your poem, the episode was the one where Fred was on a diet and he had a partner whom he would call if he started to break his diet...we may have to become buddies we could call it the oinkers anonymous! Loved this write one that I am sure many can relate too!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2007
Poor Charlie everyone wants him :-) Just talking to a co-worker the other day about the cost of feeding dogs these days.....four legs, lots of meat :-) Time for a snack...........just kidding I love dogs and could never eat one.
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So continue what you're doing...
I see nothing wrong with it.
And this poem actually did make me chuckle...
Love,
CJ
Probably have another tonight.Pizza tomorrow.
Loved it,
Michael
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
But I could chow down on some pork..........