Love Poems About Hotdogs or Hotdogs Love Poems
by Jake Donovan |
Categories: absence, food, for him, horror, love, sad, sad love,

Still empty in the stomach

Hotdogs without the skin is like unrequited love,
all sorts with no where to put it.

Bravery pig with no city to save,
chopped liver makes it the same.

Beef tenderloin
and it followed the stretch to the fryer.

Medium rare 
like it should be
but still not what it requires.