Oh, how I love thee, dear Weinerschnitzel.
Your dogs dipped in batter are such a joy--
and those fun sized minis are an extra delight.
You serve Pepsi instead of Coke
Then top it off with Tastee-Freeze shakes.
Your chili cheese fries are delicious;
You even wrap then in a tortilla when I feel adventurous.
But most impressively, you defy customs and the law.
"You want a receipt? You were supposed to ask at the speaker,
Didn't you know?"
Oh, how I love thee, dear Weinerschnitzel.
And how you deny me the right to a receipt.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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