The Mustard Poem

Steven West
Time for a mustard treat.
Here I go, it's so sweet.

Mustard on my hot dog,
Mustard on my bread,
Mustard on my hamburger,
Mustard on my head,

Mustard on my pizza,
Mustard on my fries,
Mustard on my onions,
Mustard on my pies.

Mustard, mustard, mustard,
What more can I say?
I love eating mustard,
Anytime of day.

Published by Steven West

I have a passion for creative writing and political discourse. Happily married for over 24 years, I have 2 children and work with special needs kids in the public schools. I enjoy making people laugh and sm...  View profile

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  • Missy H.9/16/2011

    lol I like mustard, dont know if I like it that much tho. cute poem

  • Mike Powers9/13/2011

    Wonderful work. Thanks!

  • Lodie Quezada9/13/2011

    A great poem.

  • Nancy V Canfield9/13/2011

    Glad to see you haven't lost your silly side!.

  • Peter Flom9/13/2011

    I also like mustard. But not on my head! :-)

  • Harriet Steinberg9/12/2011

    a GOOD ONE.

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