tacos

Sinful Eats

The tables are filled with Tacos And all the fixens There’s no where to sit but standings just fine I’ll eat my tacos and I’ll take my time The chicken ones they go down kinda rough But the beef ones now those are a sin I lick my fingers and go up again I shouldn’tContinue reading “Sinful Eats”

I’ve stuffed myself full of tacos And queso And guacamole with chips Now I feel like a potato And my creativity got Stiffed But the tacos were so good And look I still wrote a poem -Saschia