IHop the weirdest Tradition

IHop the weirdest Tradition

A Poem by Fenix Flight
"

To Hawk

"

woah that guy is so huge
he could flatten me like a pancake.
Hmm now i want pancakes

Thus the tradition of Ihop began.

Me and hawk
In the dead of night
Get in his beat up old ford
And drive
To the nearest
24/7
Ihop

Sure it seems stupid
Hell it is stupid
But to me
It was everything

Because in that car
With a man
Everyone is scared of
With a man
That is so much more to me then a friend
It meant
I
Was
Safe

© 2014 Fenix Flight


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I miss this. I miss going to Ihop and watching you stuff your face full while I drink coffee. I miss that car as well . that thing went through hell and back with me.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Hawk Flight

10 Years Ago

Oh you really dont want me too ;)
Fenix Flight

10 Years Ago

O.O Meeeeeep
Hawk Flight

10 Years Ago

*snicker* ;)

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Fenix Flight
Fenix Flight

Kingdom Of Amythest, ME



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Please Call me Fenix (Fen-nicks) (The FEN is pronouced the same way you would pronouce the FEN in Fenway) its more my name then the one I was given at birth. I wont put my life story here. You will se.. more..

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