I swear I’m gonna write a poem each day, and it will be worth reading. To draw inspiration from my day, I will rhyme of my experience at Wild Wings Cafe today:
a Sonnet to Free Chicken Wangs
My love and I went on a sexy date,
a spicy night that set my face a-flush,
for half the price a normal dinner rate.
It’s wang night at a wing bar’s dinner rush!
Embraced by craft beer and a celery stalk,
bartenders seduced me with many things,
like dranks so hard they left me not to walk,
and lo! Behold! Some free, new chicken wings!
Two new and spicy flavors took my lips,
free samples threw my taste and love aloof,
free food is something I can never skip,
for opportunities like that go poof!
All hail the mighty free, hot chicken wang,
for your generous flavor I shall sang!