Sandy's Poem by Nat Z. Punx

Sandy's



a young blonde
black blouse
checkered skirt running
long spinners
with a tray over her head
my earliest exposure to
a fast food icon
about four years old
at that time it always made
me think of the flintstones
i hear a truck
it's the powerman
wish me luck on the dark side
out...

Sunday, July 9, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: food,running
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Nat Z. Punx

Nat Z. Punx

peoria illinois usa
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