Burger FoodA Poem by I Am Svetlana"Dinner's ready!" mom calls. Upon entering the kitchen, the smell Hits me. Burgers tonight. My stomach begins turning somersaults. I wasn't hungry for anything. On the table sat: a bowl of lettuce, A ketchup bottle, along with mayo, Burger buns and their freshly-made patties. As empty as my stomach was, I wasn't hungry for anything. Glancing around, I see everyone Biting deep into their Burgers. The way other people ate, it Made my stomach queasy. It reminded me: I wasn't hungry for anything. Dinner finally over. I munched on a crunchy piece of Lettuce, then a thin slice of cheese. But my stomach kept telling me that I wasn't hungry for anything. © 2013 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on December 12, 2013 Last Updated on December 12, 2013 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..Writing
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