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IHOPoem
Michael A. Rodriguez
I saw Dante and
Milton at an IHOP;
They sat at a booth
And discussed Hell
Over stacks of pancakes
With little butter,
But lots of maple syrup;
Dante drank lemonade,
Milton drank milk;
I walked by them and they
Asked me to join them
While syrup dripped from
Their lips and slowly
Crystallized on their chins--
I kindly said, “hell no,”
And left them arguing about
Who was going to pay the bill.