Hiroshi Satow

Paprikas - Poem by Hiroshi Satow

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

Topic(s) of this poem: vegetable

Poet's Notes about The Poem

they look like a traffic signal. stop!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 6, 2015

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