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04/22/2003 Entry: "Burger"

Burger Night

Tonight was the night.
The sun was kind, the corpse of winter reborn,
As a gentle Spring day. Hamburgers
are in order. Yesterday I slaved
Over hot yeast and water, flour butter and fat.
To bake the tender buns in advent
of today. Where ground beef was mixed
with spices and patted
into nice little patties whilst I
Ran outside to check the grill
A ridiculous flimsy charcoal deal.
I washed the lettuce, sliced tomatoes
and pickles, brewed iced tea and of course
froze trays of icecubes.

We dug in, I asked
if the meat was not too
raw, the others made MMMs and gave
the thumbs up. Only half the patties
eaten, I put the rest back on
the grill, can't have my friends
dying of salmonella.

We ate hamburgers, we revelled,
we danced naked in the night,
clothed by the din of passing trains.

We played silly campfire wordgames,
We drank a beer and a wine,
We played guitar and recorder and accordion
badly.

We spoke of ghosts, raccoons,
Cello solos, we grew tired and
thusly retired.
The fire whimpered,
and sat alone
glowing and smoking
as the sun returned.

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