What is this?

What is this?

A Poem by West Coast
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What mothers put up with

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What is this?

It doesn’t look like food?

Could it be poisoned?

It resembles a brick?

It can’t be edible,

Just look at this!

It’s solid,

I’ll break a tooth,

What are you trying to do?

Kill me?

 

Stop complaining!

It’s good for you!

Now, quit playing with it and eat it.

© 2012 West Coast


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haha, I can't imagine what it could have been to be in the shape of a brick but I'm glad I get to choose my own suppers now. Funny.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on July 22, 2012
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West Coast
West Coast

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