New Poems and Stories by Refried Bean
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Poem
Spaghetti with meatballs and cheese and sour cream.
It starts with the microwave and ends like a dream.
I like the yummy yummy things that help me have good days.
And poems like this are likely just a part of some odd phase.
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