Food for Thought-Where Is My BBQ?



Did you see my BBQ?
I had a plate,
Sitting right here,
Waiting to be ate,
With my slaw,
Taters and stew,
Next to a roll,
And one Mountain Dew,
I brought my own,
Bottle of sauce,
Vinegar and maters,
Peppers all tossed,
In a tiny jar,
By the plate,
Ready to pour,
That seems to be,
There no more.

–Richard Bryant