Poetry from a sister site… August 7th, 2009 · No Comments

How I Love Thee, Ketchup

I love thee ketchup.
I love thee,
ketchup,
with a hamburger,
on thy side.

I love thee,
ketchup,
for a midsummer night’s
wild ride.

Mustard satisfies
when there is a corn dog near;
but ketchup,
my love in Heinz packets,
you are always here.

Squirt.

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