French Fry With An Attitude

It feels so happy And secure in the freezer, I should eat him The little teaser. I take it out Of its ice box home, "Put me back in!" I didn't like his tone. "You ate my buddies I'm not happy with you, Now get lost Find something else to chew!" He jumps out of the bag And lands on the floor, "Haha, can't get me now Ya stupid old bore." I watched him scurry Toward the door, Didn't move fast enough I squashed him to the floor. "Look what you did to me You stupid b*tch, My back is broken And I have an itch!" Copyright © Cynthia Jones Jan.30/2005
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