Others will be coming soon. I think. I just wanted to post this one real quick-like. It was a fun poem to dream up.
I start in Sunnydale, California where I need
to stay in at night, but
I support the local school by buying some fund-raiser chocolate, then
I'm off to Seattle, Washington where I break
my fast eating waffles in Der Waffle House.
I stop for a whiskey in Deadwood, South Dakota,
but the unruly atmosphere quickly
sends me on to Ottumwa, Iowa, where I accept
a Grape Nehi from a young man
who knows what I want, almost before I do.
Food and drink aren't allowed in
the Smithsonian in Washington, D.C., but
they're hardly needed, as drinking
the history contained within sates my thirsts.
In New York, I buy a Cosmopolitan
for an attractive woman I meet.
I end up in Crabapple Cove, Maine, drinking
a martini so dry,
it blows away on the wind.
So, what do you think? I like it.
She's a Wonder, Wonder Woman
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