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Burrito you are my life
I wish I could make you my wife
You are oh so tasty
and don't taste like paste-y
I hope we never have strife!

- Jasper "Big Burrito" B.

i like burritos a lot
the salsa makes them hot
the men they wrap them tight
the tasty smell i cannot fight
another burrito i bought

- Karissa

Oh burrito, you are supreme
with chicken, beans, and sour cream.
Taco Bell has the best deals,
but FreeBirds lasts me for two meals.
Breakfast, dinner, or even for lunch,
I love burritos a whole, whole bunch.

- Julie Hultz

Burrito Blues - a limerick
I was taught my a Mexican cook
how a well-made burrito should look.
Tho' I stayed up all night,
I just can't get it right.
So I'm just gonna' buy the darn book!

- Andrew Cortright
[Ed. note: A poem that's an ad for ¡LittleBurro! -- this guy's good.]

Burrito, burrito my desire I can't hide,
although I'm afraid to look at what's inside.
Is it beef, pork, or chicken,
it doesn't matter I'm done with that....
Hey why can't I find my cat.

- Dan Evans

I've a hankerin' to eat a burrito
With a Jackson family singer named Tito
We'd add habanero
And yell "caballero!"
And Tito would sing like a gringo.

- Rick Brannan

Ah, burrito, burrito
How I luv to eat you
Even though you taste so great going from my mouth to my feet-o
Sometimes you leave an unpleasant surpise in my seat-o
That I do not find very neat-o....

- Ricky Ricardo

There once was a burrito so big
It was often mistaken for a pig
It was al pastor
Wouldn't fit through the door
I had to buy it its own big rig

- Yoli

There once was a burrito named fred
Stuffed so fat it fell out of bed
It hit the ground
With a guacamole splattering sound
Now poor fred is dead.

- Full of Fred

Burrito, Burrito, Burrito
You smello like my feeto
The beans and rice
Make me feel so nice
Maybe you could put in cheetos

- Maria Bonita

I make my burritos from scratch
I bake up a tremendous batch
which for breakfast I eat
and for lunch I repeat
and for supper I manage to match

- Bill Crumb

The burrito cries,
The burrito moans,
as my bloody salsa knife,
takes his tasty life,
and sends him to his hot belly home.

- Little Burrito Manson

There is a man named Carlitos
Who makes all types of burritos
filled with meat of lean
served with rice and beans
and topped with quesitos

- Rita

Burrito burrito burrito how i love thee
Whenever i bite into you, i can hear the mariachi
Beans in my mouth
Makes me wanna go down south
I live for burritos
And i swim in my speedos

- Spencer Hamilton

There once was a man named Murray
He was old, and a bit furry
Then he died of emphysema
Amen, burrito

- Big Bob Johnson




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