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Cracker.
Contributed by
Smigit
on
Friday, 11th June 2010 @ 01:14:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Crunchy and soggy,
bogging my mind.
Floating in such
Miraculous lines.
You stir my head
when you dance in my bowl
Behold-
The Master of soup.
Salty and steamy.
Swimming on my spoon.
Finesse never fading.
Cadence on point
as my breeze pulls you
to and fro.
You spice things up
my little nuggets-
turned to fluff.
Crunchy and soggy,
bogging my mind.
Floating in such
Miraculous lines.
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Smigit
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2010-06-11 13:14:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Cracker.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Lee on
Friday, 11th June 2010 @ 06:58:36 PM AEST (User
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interesting and fun.
nice experimentation |
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