I am poem
I am a cheeseburger loving man
I wonder what in the world is in my cheeseburger
I hear them making my cheeseburger
I see them making my cheeseburger
I want a McDonald's cheeseburger
I am a cheeseburger loving man
I pretend to not like cheeseburgers
I feel that cheeseburger are awesome
I touch the cheese burger
I worry i wont get my cheeseburger
i cry when i don't get my cheeseburger
I am a cheeseburger loving man
I understand not everyone likes cheeseburgers
I say i love cheeseburgers
I dream i will get a cheeseburger
I try to get cheeseburgers
I hope i will get a cheeseburgers
I am a cheeseburger loving man
Labels: poetry
posted by stephens blog @ 9:49 AM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
It only tells me one thing about you, but it was hilarious and different. Props.
I agree with Kali it was funny and different but do you really think about cheeseburgers that much? It seems that you do.
Bwahahahaha! Ok, that's creative!
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