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Culinary Art

Tiny mudlined shoeless prints
mark these polished floors
from down the hallway backward to
a wide left open door

Her face was streaked as too the hands
in a dirt mixed shower blend
from making and baking mud pies
with abetting wet proof friends

Crying she said, we need a tray
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