Hymn To the Flying Spaghetti Monster

We worship the meatball-breasted
Slug-eyed One 
Who is fragrant with tomato sauce
Who nourishes us well
Liberates us from hunger 
For the sake of full bellies
Even while the cucumbers 
Ferment in the refrigerator.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 22, 2018 at 6:07 PM
If only we could.
De Beaulieu Avatar
January 22, 2018 at 5:58 PM
Jessica, your poem is cute, I got a giggle from reading this poem.
Salmonson Avatar
February 4, 2018 at 11:13 PM
There didn't seem to be a moment in the poem to mention the colander hat.
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