It's Not A Chilly DogA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.I'm so dumb that when I ordered a chili dog, I expected it to be chilly. But when it was hot, I demanded a refund, I made myself look silly. The Hot dog vendor said that thinking is not one of my strong points. Back in the 1960s I guess that it was a bad idea to smoke those joints. If chili dogs are hot, does that mean that hot dogs are cold? Maybe I'm suffering from senility because I'm pretty damn old. © 2014 Randy Johnson |
StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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