Saturday, April 21, 2012

A Poem-ish Thing Revised



I told you not to forget and you did. Even the most perfect carrots 
in the world, can’t make up for that.
What if you delivered those perfect carrots—orange, purple, and yellow—naked 
or wearing a shiny, blue, macho-man suit and goggles?
I would rather have a hot-pink bike with tassel handlebars anyway. 

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