Paul Breslin

(Braintree, MA)

Pudgey's Mud-Pie Stew - Poem by Paul Breslin

Pudgey Pump, the playground tough,
Sun-baked a pot of mud-pie stew.
Delectable, it was enough
For Pudgey's own selected few.

He served them each on a cardboard plate
And, lustily, his cronies cried,
"A better stew we never ate!"
An hour before they almost died!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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