Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 3,586 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Gumballs - Poem by Juan Olivarez

Red painted gumball dispenser sits in the corner,
Myriads of colors, all one size.
Beckoning seductively at you.
Small fingerprints all over the glass.
Attest to previous admirers.
Drop in a nickel,
Get a gumball in return.
Cherry, lemon, raspberry, orange, even good old licorice.
Enticing, calling your name,
The gumball machine.

6/25/11 Alton Texas

Comments about Gumballs by Juan Olivarez

  • (1/13/2012 8:29:00 AM)

    Gumball fetish (y)

    you go!
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 23, 2011

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