The Provisional Poet: Ricky's Big Philly Limerick
Billy-Boy Wordsworth defined poetry as "the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings." Fitting then, we should apply this definition when we speak of fabulous fare. See if you can relate to this week's victual verse and feel free to pen a few lines of your own, should you be so inspired.
There once was a woman from CenPho, who needed a man who knew good dough.
She needed her fix, of a full number six, so off to Big Ricky's did she go.
Her husband demanded that she stay, "You visit that man every weekday!
With peppers and meat, his fare can't be beat, and just a few dollars do you pay!"
She answered, "Now don't be so silly, my onion rings are getting chilly,
You know that it's you, my heart belongs to, but my stomach wants
Ricky's Big Philly!"
Ricky's Big Philly
3538 East Indian School Road
Phoenix, AZ 85018