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I Like My Steak Rawr!
Don’t dine, O’Saure
at Cretaceous Pub.
The food will vex;
the sweet tea wrecks.
Notes: This is a quick-n-cute one, because I am in a sleepy/punchy frame of mind. The form (thanks, Sal Buttaci!) is Pun-ku.
In other news, my poem, Missing the Point, was Walt's pick for Bloom of the Week at Poetic Bloomings (thanks Walt and Marie!) and my limerick, Bizarre Foods, got an Honorable Mention this week at Mad Kane's Humor Blog (thanks, Madeleine!)