Don't Eat Welsh Rarebit!

Don't Eat Welsh Rarebit!

A Poem by Randy Johnson
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THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM BUT I HAVE HEARD THAT PEOPLE REALLY DO SLEEP WALK WHEN THEY EAT WELSH RAREBIT.

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I know what you want to order for dinner, Welsh Rarebit.

But if you order it again, I swear that I'll have a fit.

You sleep in the buff and the Welsh Rarebit makes you walk in your sleep.

As you walk through the neighborhood butt naked, the men always peep.

When you last ate Welsh Rarebit, you got your gun in your sleep and blew off two of my toes.

I cried like a baby as I called 911 because the Emergency Room was where I had to go.

I have a short fuse and if I blow my top in public, you won't like it.

But that's exactly what is going to happen if you order Welsh Rarebit!

© 2014 Randy Johnson


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Sir, I would suggest you seek out a woman who enjoys pizza. Also get a gun safe.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on October 3, 2014
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Tags: Humor, Funny, Food, Comedy

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Randy Johnson
Randy Johnson

TN



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I was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..

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