A can of Beanie Weenies <br />Is a gas man's perfect snack. <br />It's o.k. to walk beside him, <br />But never walk behind his back. <br /> <br />An ice cold bottle of 7-UP <br />Needs a straw so you can slurp. <br />But in only a few seconds time, <br />I always have to burp. <br /> <br />I love my salt and pepper. <br />If you offer I will say 'please.' <br />Just stand away for a second or two, <br />For it's certain that I will sneeze. <br /> <br />I ate spoiled food for lunch today. <br />That is just my kind of luck. <br />But I won't say what happened next, <br />It's not polite to say upchuck!<br /><br />Robert Edgar Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beanie-weenies/
