Fruit cake
By radha
You are so rich As rich and plump as a fruit cake So rich that you give me indegestion Intoxicate my body without any question Without your richness you would flop Your honeysuckle ears and raison eyes would drop You would fall to the floor and become a mangled mush And I would stamp on you And turn your flourey body to dust. Written June 20th, 2001 © on Jun 20 2001 07:16 AM PST 0 • 1
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"You are so rich..."