Something so small and square, edible <br />Be so good and addicting <br />Travel 100 plus miles for them <br />Do they call our name or brain wash us <br />The small square buns so soft and warm <br />They could be dinner rolls <br />The grilled square patty cook so well <br />Juicy and delicious, the right amount of onions <br />I am so addicted to them <br />Not just one, maybe two, or go for the six pack <br />They play with my mind <br />I see the signs as i drive down the Interstate <br />They must know when I am near <br />I feel a magnetic pull <br />I crave them bad, can't get enough <br />Ole the White building is in site <br />Do I stop or do I pass <br />My stomach says yes, the heart no <br />I do stop almost always <br />Those burgers are my life <br />Ole to the White Castle Burger <br />They took my heart and stomach <br />I need to go to Sliders Anonymous <br />The addiction is bad, very bad <br />It takes over my mind <br />I go to dangerous places just to get them <br />The fixation is so over whelming <br />Ole to the Slider, My true love food <br />So juicy, so small, so good <br />My body will pay later, now that I am Full <br />Sliders, Sliders, My mind dreams of eating you <br />One more time, Do I stop, or do I pass <br />White Castle, a Addict I am <br />People beware the Sliders are addicting <br />Give me more, My tummy is bursting <br />Just one more before I go <br />Sliders, I love you So<br /><br />Michael Peterson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sliders-addicted-i-am/
