These dark walls wept red
with such a slight taste of rage:
all for a sandwich!
Seventeen-hour brisket
still not done – but I sure am!
These dark walls wept red
with such a slight taste of rage:
all for a sandwich!
Seventeen-hour brisket
still not done – but I sure am!
with The Cold come this:
think quail and seafood gumbo;
then chili, brisket!