“The Southern Diner Short Poem,” by Eric Robert Nolan

How about some mozzarella
for this 50-year-old fella?

Gimme just enough eggs and cheese
to stop my frikkin’ arteries, please.

Share your cheer and take my money.
No, I don’t mind if you call me “Honey.”


Photo credit: Sarah Stierch (CC BY 4.0)

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