Juicy, spicy sausage
Hold the taste buds hostage.
Nestled in a warm bun,
Slathered with juicy onions,
Tangy yellow mustard,
A mountain of sauerkraut.
Raised to your watery mouth,
A sensation so intense
There’s no defense to the
immense pleasure you feel
Of eating a hot dog while in
New York.
- Author: rrodriguez ( Offline)
- Published: March 7th, 2018 12:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Having fun writing.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 46
Comments5
A very tempting write for someone who's never eaten one - maybe one day.
In New York they are frankfurters, but in my poem they are hot dogs. Very tasty treat, but you have to be choosy with them because some are not very healthy. But in taste, boy, do they taste good. Especially in New York. Thank you for your comment.
This was fun. Lol I miss having a good nyc dog.
Thanks buddy... By the way how are you doing?
I am now hungry once more, Good write.
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