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Spaghetti

Long slithery, Gooey when crushed, Half way through my mouth When it breaks and drops Pressed on my seat Like a mashed potato But this is spaghetti Now slipping from my seat and falling on my toe "Gross!" calls my brother "Yuck!" says my sister "oooo.." mumbles my father "Faryal!" screams my mother All because of spaghetti Now have to wash the dishes Down goes the spaghetti Making gushy and mushy sounds While falling down the trash can Now I'm o so happy All the spaghetti is gone But now I'm stuck scraping the grease of the spaghetti pan!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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