Order me two bean enchiladas,
Yeah, that sounds like a good plan
w/delicious cheese,
all melted, warm, & gooey
& sweet tea in a can
By: J.N.R Dutton
Tag: food
Fried Bologna Sandwich
Fried bologna sandwich, it’s a poor man’s food they say, I remember many times it fed me through my childhood days
Threw it on a skillet, with mayonnaise, mustard or plain, kept me from starving some days so I can’t complain
By: J.N.R Dutton
A Wonderful Thing
Peach lightning & some KFC,
biscuits, potatoes & gravy,
delicious dinner with the family
while we chill & laugh
and watch movies,
enjoying each others company
it really is a wonderful thing
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Sweet & Simple Things
Lady with a string of pearls, her daughter w/golden curls
Sitting around, talking about their day
Having chocolate milk, and marshmallow cookies
by their fireplace
They love the sweet and simple things
By: J.N.R Dutton
Campfire Feast
Danny sits by a campfire
grilling venison in bacon grease
When he’s done he covers it w/cheese
To be served w/onion rings
He’s made the feast for a whole slew of
friends & family, to all of them it’s heavenly
Food & life, the way that it should be
By:J.N.R Dutton
Flamingo’s 50’s
Back where I was raised originally
There was a restaurant called “Flamingo’s 50’s”
It was a beautiful place, their food was some of the best
I’ve ever had the pleasure to eat, I especially liked their icees
to beat the Texas Summer heat
In case you didn’t guess, they had a 1950’s theme
I really miss that place, but occasionally
I still have flashes of it, in my dreams
& memory
By:J.N.R Dutton
BK
He loved Burger King
Whoppers were his favorite food things
Some of his earliest memories
Were eating them on his daddy’s knee
because he didn’t want a booster seat
& it was the only way he could reach
J.N.R Dutton
Cafe Angel
Recently, my wife, son, and I
Were eating in a cafe
When we finished,
much to our surprise
We learned there was no bill to pay
Someone else had covered it,
Such a sweet blessing,
but I’m still not sure who our angel was that day
By:J.N.R Dutton
Zombies In The Cafe (Humor Poem)
Zombies in the cafe,
feasting on deep fried Spaghetti
not much different from you or me
When asked why they chose spaghetti
they said:
“we needed a change,
us eating brains is so cliché”
By: J.N.R Dutton
Burnt Lemon Grill
A family’s passing through Idaho,
they’ve got a few hours to kill,
so they head over to Burnt Lemon Grill,
A friend of theirs who ought to know
told them BLG was the place to go,
The staff is friendly, the food is great,
and you get a basket, not a plate
There’s a lot less stress
when there’s no huge mess
to throw away
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 