I Fell In A Hamburger

Hamburger or love?

By Lady TolbertPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Photo by amirali mirhashemian on Unsplash

I fell in a hamburger, and tasted love

It was juicy.

Love was bittersweet,

like chocolate and strawberries.

I slid on mustard,

ketchup,

and melted cheese

tripped over a bun

and still fell so deep

I think I like falling in a hamburger,

but I love the taste of love.

I don't like sliding on mustard

but chocolate and strawberries

performance poetry

About the Creator

Lady Tolbert

Music and poetry are embedded in my soul, and in this space I get to let you take a peek inside of me. I hope you find something that makes you smile, ponder the meaning of life, laugh, cry, shout, kick up your heels and dance. ENJOY!!

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