Hot Enchilada Poem by Robert Graves Jr

Hot Enchilada

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I spied her, hot and spicy,
And wondered of my fate.
This all could be quite dicey;
Was too much on my plate?
Her scent intoxicated me,
I cast caution to the sky
And pulled her close to see
If there was reason why
I had this strange desire.
And as my lips came close,
I could taste her fire.
I pondered what I chose.
It seems my love for her
Did not reciprocate-
The lesson, as it were,
Is that I over-ate!

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