Duck, duck, goose
trouble’s on the loose.
From Canada they came;
some honk like it’s a shame.
They’re looking for your bread.
They’ll take your buns instead.
Duck, duck goose
trouble’s on the loose.
You may stop and think —
but, yes, it’s going to stink.
And down at the Fellini,
they may even take your panini.
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Photo finish Friday: “Duck, duck, goose”
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Photo finish Friday: “Fellini K”
There’s a ghost in the machine-y
down there at the Fellini.
At hours day or night
you might catch a little fright
next to the freezer door
glass shattered on the floor.
Chicken flying through the air
frozen and landing without a care
down there at the Fellini
a sight just a little seamy.
Come down if you dare,
watch the show beyond compare.
The ghost may try to kill you
or someone may try to shill you
down there at the Fellini
down there at the Fellini.
A man with a two-foot sausage
squeezes it like a little hostage.
A large cow in the parking lot
says, “Take the udder slot”
down there at the Fellini
down there at the Fellini.
It has a Facebook page,
a Google listing all the rage.
Type in Fellini Kroger
or watch the show, if your bolder
down there at the Fellini
Fellini, Fellini,
down there at the Fellini,
Fellini, Fellini.
Photo and poem by David E. Booker
Filed under Photo by author, Photo Finish Friday, poetry by author

