Sunday, July 6, 2008

Burrito Poem

Perhaps this was not such a clever idea
I've wrapped myself up in a flour tortilla.
I'd rather be bit by a monster mosquito
Than spend all my days as a talking burrito.

2 comments:

Colt Bowden said...

Perhaps a human churro would fit more than the burro, but who could stand that much cinnamon in a man?

stephanie said...

oh i'm dying right now - crying - as i'm reading this poem to doug. how did i not read this before? ha ha. thanks for the laugh. you are so weird.