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Recyclable (click, double-click, ctrl-c)

The lunchroom fart
of turbo pasta
scatters garlic teargas
laced with meaty mystery
without mercy to
flatten cubicles.

Chain-reactions
of Tupperware battles
erupt to devastate
once discerning pallets
until hobbled by stabs
of shrapnel to the gut,

prompting an exodus
of mournful bodies
propelled along that cloud
of processed misery
to wander, ashen-faced
along the concrete void.

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  1. Date: 6/27/2010 12:28:00 PM

    Very funny!! tupperware eruptions love it!!

  1. Date: 6/23/2010 10:27:00 PM

    Ok, I have read a poem by you....yes I remember this one now; I had a great chuckle at this one. Chris.

  1. Date: 5/31/2010 8:05:00 PM

    lol crazy cool write,"scatters garlic teargas"... funny stuff, enjoyed

  1. Date: 5/31/2010 6:00:00 PM

    Ha ha! what a weird poem for sure. I really like the details in the imagery. Very cool. 'The lunchroom fart of turbo pasta scatters garlic teargas laced with meaty mystery.' Ha ha ha ha!! That is super. Chris.