A Delicious Deep Dish
.
In her panties
pardon me
(i did mean
pantry)
her finger pointed to
the cherry
Mine all suddenly altered
imbued
praying to be
the benefactor of
that fruit
'mongst the dimness of
that pantry's light
After sum sweet sibilate'n
her point was to the flower
i meant flour
yes i did
,)
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2011
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