Hot Dog Memories

A good hot dog is hard to find.

The memories of the ball park remind me of a Ball Park times spent with you

But the hottest dog she ever had was cold.

The mixture of the pubescent pickles relishes the soft exterior of my shaft,

Allowing only her tomato based fluids to grace its tanned, roasted exterior.

When were together we are in demand. When were apart we are bland

A good hot dog is hard to find.

--Semmi Samson