Sara Kendrick Poet I do not know?

Accident

Chopped a chunk
Of my left finger
So I'll go bunk
For on the laptop can't linger

Those  tacos were a danger
When the cut did show
In the wound the sauce did go
On fire but not with the spirit or praise

So I'll call it a night 
And go so my finger can heal
Then I can fix another meal
And serve on poetry soup

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James Fraser December 3, 2009 at 12:44 PM Ouchy ouch Sara, heal soon >> James

P Sheart December 2, 2009 at 2:31 AM Oh no, hope it's not to bad and heals quickly sweetie. Take care Love Light Patty

Richard Pickett December 1, 2009 at 3:48 AM I'll take two. Nice write. RdP

Robert A. Dufresne November 30, 2009 at 7:06 PM Sara, thanks so much for your comments. - Robert

Robert A. Dufresne November 30, 2009 at 7:04 PM ooo that sauce gotta hurt!!

Colleen Bono November 30, 2009 at 6:32 PM Very cute.I hope it didn't really happen.I posted a song called the climb.You gotta check it out.

Doris Culverhouse November 30, 2009 at 6:22 PM oh no, who ate the finger? hope it gets better soon!!

Jon Sledge November 30, 2009 at 5:43 PM Ouch