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Dare I say
To all that may
Have had the opportunity
To pay
Heed to its taste:
I like tater tot
A LOT.
Dreaming of it from a cot
Staring at it in a pot
Or on a lunch tray steaming hot
Oooey, gooey
Creamy, chewy,
Crispy pillows,
Hamburger stewy
I like tater tot
A LOT.
If convicted of a plot
And condemned to soon be shot
I would call out in appeal:
"Give me please just one last meal.
If one meal is all I've got?
I like tater tot
A LOT!"
© by Marilyn Zelke-Windau.
Used with the author's permission.
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Marilyn Zelke Windau, of Sheboygan Falls, Wisconsin, started writing poems at age thirteen. A former art teacher, she has had five books of poetry published: Adventures in Paradise, Momentary Ordinary, Owning Shadows, Hiccups Haunt Wilson Avenue, and Beneath The Southern Crux. A Pushcart Prize nominee, her award-winning work can be found in many journals and anthologies. Marilyn includes her maiden name to honor her father, who was also a writer. When she's not writing, Marilyn works at restoring her 1891 house and creates mosaics, paintings, and books made with tea papers. A Master Gardener volunteer and an art center docent, she is married to a retired environmental engineer, has three daughters, and three grandchildren.
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TheSilverOne:
Read this twice through, just for fun...can visualize it illustrated.
Posted 09/02/2015 10:13 AM
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Janet Leahy:
Oh yes, the casseroles of childhood, your poem stirs
tasty memories. Thanks Marilyn.
Posted 09/02/2015 10:07 AM
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rhonasheridan:
I like a lot
Your tater-tot.
Sounds like a pot
To beat the lot
Of other pots!
What fun!
Posted 09/02/2015 08:43 AM
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Maryann Hurtt:
Can you imagine Marilyn's bedtime stories to her kids? Lucky kids!
Posted 09/02/2015 07:39 AM
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paradea:
Fantastic!! Love it. This is one to memorize and recite to my grand-daughter!!
Posted 09/02/2015 06:14 AM
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vscholtz:
Thanks for bringing a smile so early in the morning.
Posted 09/02/2015 05:58 AM
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