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Enough Is Enough

At first I was agog,
excited by the scene.
My plate contained a hot dog
beside a pile of beans.

I turned into a hog
and couldn’t wait to glean
another scrumptious hot dog
and tasty side of beans.

But now I’m in a fog
and feeling rather mean.
We’re only eating hot dogs.
We’re only eating beans.

The menu leaves me clogged.
My face is turning green.
I can’t eat one more hot dog
or face a can of beans.

Our leader should be flogged
if he remains so keen
on serving putrid hot dogs
with vile, disgusting beans.

© Susan Schoeffield

Today is Day 17 of Creative Bloomings “Granada Camp for Wayward Poets” 2014 July PAD. The prompt was to write a poem about camp food.

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