Saturday, September 19, 2009

My Poetic Soul...

About a decade ago I wrote:

French fries can be unhealthy too
Tempting, salty, and tasty true
Let go of them all
You don't want to fall
Flat on your face
Fries leading the trace
To your sudden death
The ending of your breath
Your heart has shut down
Your going 6 feet under ground
You are to blame
We know it by the ketchup stain
You gluttonous fool
You couldn't control your drool
For your love of french fries!

LOL....i crack me up... I promise I will share more of my teenage poetry... i love this stuff!

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