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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1871661
Some really big meatballs.
In Pennsylvania once we ate
some meatballs that were great in size;
we had a large spaghetti plate
and it was meatball mass surprise.

I was so young yet I recall
the girth of meatball awed me so;
there came a taste upon the ball--
I think it was oregano.

The sauce signed in upon my lips
with savory tomato tang;
we met creation on our trip
as we were there for meatball bang.

  (Mount Union was the little place
  we stayed because the car broke down;
  with wafting Parmesan in space,
  and lots of ample ball around.)

O meatball, there in bread crumb growth,
so dominating on the dish;
can I ever consume you both,
extend my stomach on a wish?

Mouth-watering meatball repast
delighted every bud of tongue;
a meatball memory was cast--
things look so big when you are young.


[SR: 8]  (Lines: 24)






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