It Is Something About The Utter Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

It Is Something About The Utter



Gently rolling it about the hand
looking at the ends kneading
checking one end against the
other
pleading asking sleeping on it
I fianaly break down call the vet
asking
how is it that two of my utters
give only chcolate milk?
You did not ask for butter pecan.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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