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Knackwurst Poems - Poems about Knackwurst


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...The humid air sweats streaming curls down the toddler’s flush cheeks like Fusilli hot from the stove. The golden ringlets cling to her forehead, bouncing like Slinky’s in front of her, blue-agate, ey......

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Categories: knackwurst, childhood,
Form: Prose

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry