Marshmallow Stew

Marshmallow Stew

A Poem by Ranger Kessel

They’re warm and they’re squishy
and they’re filled with white goo.
They smell sort of fishy
and pop when you chew.
They roast in her lap
and drip on her shoe.
They’re covered in clap
from her lips shining blue.
What else can one say
about the marshmallow stew?

© 2017 Ranger Kessel


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Added on June 23, 2017
Last Updated on June 23, 2017

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Ranger Kessel
Ranger Kessel

Green Bay, WI



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