Keep It Coming PawpawA Poem by IronbuttHappiness is a full tummy.
She isn't interested in shopping any more,
as a matter of fact she is borderline bored. McDonald's fries get cold to the touch, she is ready for something good in her gut. There is a place just down the road, here she has her favorite , I know. country girl to the heart, she'll have eggs and grits for a start. She'll want her biscuit buttered twice and a cup of water, no ice. Her table manners will fit right in, eggs will make it by ear, nose and chin. All the wait staff will gather round, its a treat for them to see Tink chow down. Nothing will distract her until she is full , then she will be all smiles and have time for you. Keep it coming Pawpaw!
© 2012 IronbuttAuthor's Note
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