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This is a temporarily hidden poem until I can see if I can get it published in print. I plan to put it back, hopefully along with another poem I removed for the same purpose. I wish I had not actually deleted the other poem, as it had comments below it. I appreciated those & used them to improve the poem. Thank you. The original online print date was in July 31 of 2009. I am noting this because I assume updating will change the date.
| ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!! This is brilliant!!! And SO true, most men in the grocery store look freaked and silent, because they want their wives to stop spending, they're money-ticking it off, but it's FOOD and you don't limit someone's food (well, within reason) and tell them, "Baby, I'm sorry, but you're not WORTH $4/head cauliflower, and I don't WANT my child to have name-brand cereals to start a healthy breakfast... that kinda dialogue doesn't look good later in the divorce papers when worrying over the "welfare of the children"... I'm kinda thinking eggshells doesn't shop for produce much, re: "I DON"T exactly know what this poem is about...." Lord, that is funny too!||| Posted on 2009-07-31 00:00:00 | by grey_girl | [ Reply to This ] || I DON't exactly know what this poem is about, although I still like it, cause there is no actual rythm or set stanzas. I can't tell if there is actually a message or point, except that the story of Adam & Eve is still with us today in produce stores? The ending was very amusing, |
"'Surely you could use some balls.'" Very good, favorited.
|| Posted on 2009-07-31 00:00:00 | by eggshells | [ Reply to This ] |