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Burger King Christmas Song
Ding Dong,
6 a.m. has come.
Ding Dong,
customers on the run.
Ding Dong,
Friendly smiles of good cheer
Ding Dong,
Christmas eve is here.
Ding Dong,
no burger king tomorrow.
Ding Dong Done,
Merry christmas everyone.
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What fun! You made me laugh out loud. What a fine gift!
Your profile pic reminds me of one of my very first girlfriends. She lived far in the mountains (20 miles up a dirt road) and loved horses. I was always impressed that she could chase the big brutes into a corner and when the broke out around her, she'd grab one and swing up. Courageous! You also look a bit like my new step-daughter ... another bold girl, but mostly verbal. Nikki met her husband at Burger King where he was on the line (and happy there) and she worked like a mule and got promoted to straw boss at some Burger King across town. They stayed in touch.
Your poetry has a freshness, a smell like clean meadow air.
Blessed be.
You are different than both of these look-alikes. Thanks for your poems. |
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| very cute...I think this one could have more lines added and can have more depth. Explore more on the meaning of Christmas and relate this to fast food somehow :-) |
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