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byMy Erotic Trail©

Potato salad news and a rib
in the local circulatory bowl today.
Selling black and white food for thought
on pages of large 'square minded' paper.

With a plastic spork I tried to swallow
a 'heaping helping' of the 'fine line' words
thin as the layer of charred meat
wrapped around the bone of a rib

Too many onions, not enough pickles,
same as yesterday, yard sales Saturday,
free meals for the mind only fifty cents
everyday except Sunday's literary buffet
... and coupons!

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