Cake Poem by Gary Hembree

Cake



Blue chair.
Center of the room.
Dance around it like a balloon.
Why a balloon?
Shut up you shrewd.
Have a bite of cake.
Chocolate delight no thanks.
I rather puke all day.
Blue chair red chair.
Stop it right here.

Thursday, March 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fun
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