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This is a poem I wrote that is meant to be humorous and slightly dark at the same time. |
| Sugar-Crusted Fingernails sneaking creeping through the crumbs, fingers covered in powdered sugar --the stuff of childhood dreams childhood long dead lingers in the kitchen-- covering the shelves powdered, stuffed, smothered,sugared it's all there --there to be grabbed, shoved ENJOYED until it's time to button their pants |