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Sunday, May 28, 2006

Ode To Taco Bell Gone Awry

Rating: 5.0
The child cries his mothers name
as she turns the other way,
he'll throw his fit in hopes to get
one last taco this day.

He's seen it work he knows it will
perfected are his pleas,
determined now, his cried demand
for burritos of bean and cheese

This mother has been on the edge
since father took his leave,
her heinous thought ensures tonight
will be his final eve.

Upon her son her dead gaze falls
boiling fear now in his heart,
he's lost control, his bowels are weak
last words a thunderous fart
Kris Mace
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COMMENTS
A Fairy 28 September 2020
So close to the beach But not out of your reach Lies a message so clear You have to be near No ordering is needed Just what's written to be heeded If you want to see me Just flirt with the tree Go alone or it will never be
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Ronald Stroman 28 May 2006
the gas will pass... as well as, her anger.
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Kristin Davis 28 May 2006
Hope his mom had some Mace! Gas mask? Perhaps even a fart in return? I give this a 10 for the speed and upbeat rhythm.... WRITE MORE! ~~~~~~~~~~Kris~~~~~~~~~~
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