I get the munchies and snack,
These kind of sandwiches I can’t put in a pack,
On my paper plate to avoid a mess,
I do these three sandwiches stack…
Not very good for me I am well aware,
But when I am high caution goes away somewhere,
Mustard too used profusely leaving no spare,
Wash it all down with a glass of milk, or juice from a pear…
A meal not fit for a king,
But I have developed to them a liking,
Of course Rufuz gets one without the rye,
If not he just sits around and does cry,
The big hairy baby…
© ed J 4/26/08
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Now only eat 'em on trips.
Ron
Happy Eatin' ~~ Micke
Cheers,
Dan
No wonder he keeps e-mailing my mutts about how hungry he is. I think this year, I'll skip your lavish Christmas Present, and just send a huge Care Package, to Rufie Boy!
Tell Rufuz I said hello!
Ed the Elder
Rufuz knows whats good;-)...ET
I'm with you and Rufuz.
Blessings and love,
Susan