She was exceedingly flat.
No fruit or other edible
could be used to describe,
in interpretative comparison
her chesty appendages.
No melon, apples, oranges,
eggs, walnuts, olives, peas,
but then it came to me,
eggs, sunny side up,
a bit scrambled perhaps.
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