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Click hereYou've got that little black dress on, the one
that fits you like Saran Wrap on your hips.
The one that makes me think of produce. Me,
Mr. Meat-and-Potatoes, of all people.
You get me thinking about more healthy food
and daily exercise, organic cultivation,
and the richness of the earth. I don't remember
where we were going, but now I'm really hungry
and I think I want a healthy snack or two,
my ripe tomato. Tell me—are you vegetable or fruit?
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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I was doing something before I got this sudden urge to eat........ something.....
ah this is a big smile from me! you make this look easy, and I certainly know it is not. well done, Tzara--
~sealace
you're not foundling cucumbers thinking about Lorca and Whitman - like old weird Al Ginsberg
Very enjoyable read, but I would like a better title and a rewrite of your first stanza. The rest of the poem is quite strong.
What does, ". . . on your hips." add to the second line, or " . . . of all people" to the fourth?
Recommendation: Put away and come back with a fresh V.P.
witty-humor (~_~) I enjoyed your poem! Going for a snack now! <grin perhaps 'Candy' is available.
than a ripe tomato!!
best thing to do is pluck her and take a long, deep taste;)
very well done
maria