Paprikas Poem by Hiroshi Satow

Paprikas

Rating: 2.5


red and yellow,
red and yellow,
they make me stop,
which they never know.

Thursday, March 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: vegetable
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they look like a traffic signal. stop!
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