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Consumer Complaint

Stop resenting me For the way I shop The things I do To make sure My food is fresh I confess I feel blueberries In my fingers To make sure they are firm Not too ripe I confess I shake Cans of spaghetti and ravioli So that I know The sauce is not Congealed I confess I pull frozen waffles From the back of the freezer Less likely that they thawed And refroze into Oddball shapes I confess I smell trout Before I buy it Placing it against my nose In the most unabashed Way Spare me your hate About my consumer habits When I know it has nothing to do with Food As long as I bring you warm release In the darkness of your desires Pull your tangled hair the way You like Bite your darting tongue In mad hunger Deep appetite As long as I reawaken the Woman Primal animal hidden Within Turn your heat into a river For a long passionate Swim As long as I attend quickly to your Every lusty command The craving of your nympho Insatiable Demand Then I can squeeze french bread In quiet and peace I can sniff cantaloupes Without suffering ire Or grief I’ll take you tonight In that filthy way You like Until then Leave me alone I’m shopping.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 4/29/2014 10:07:00 AM
WOWWOWWOW~ Incredibly beautiful!! Thank you for sharing this masterpiece with us. Peace, Deborah
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Date: 4/28/2014 6:19:00 AM
Awesome write, Congrats on your poem being featured this week, catman
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Date: 1/29/2012 1:04:00 PM
What wonderful poetry you all are sharing today. I enjoyed reading yours Catman. Hope the coming week finds you in good health and your life full of joy and inspiration. Love, Carol
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