A sandwich special side
Of sweet potato fries
You look like an abomination
To my half-blind eyes
Placed on a plate
Might as well give you a whirl
The worst that may happen
Is you'll make me hurl
Now believe it or not
I failed to throw-up
Though your taste was tastier
With lots of ketchup
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Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words.
Freak Out,
JLH
P.S. A different poem about a different meal...
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A short but shiny Collective Eye in July...
