A burger with no cheese
Is like:
A feat without soul
Genes with no trainers
A shirt without buttonholes
A full cleavage without shoals
A burger with no cheese
Is like:
A lounge with no chairs
A table with no cloth
A cupboard that’s been bare
Crockery with no flare
A burger with no cheese
Is like:
A pillow with no case
AΒ bench with no jury
A persona without trace
Voluminous without space
A burger with no cheese
Is like:
Life with no breath
An eye with no vision
A taste bud death
A sanctimonious chef
Although some vegetarians would be hard-pressed to read this, it’s really great fun.
They obviously haven’t heard the carrots screaming in the garden at night π
I love this ~ just last week I returned back to the Pacific Northwest and had homemade hamburgers for dinner…and yes, as you say, cheese is a must. “A persona without trace, Voluminous without space” ~ and for good measure I slide a nice slice of onion between the burger and cheese just to celebrate being home again π This was a perfect ode, with perfect timing for me ~ made me smile.
Onion and tomato and lettuce sometimes mushroom sometimes mustard π