Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Two Poems Taking their Respective Stanzas

You can score it when you try to break it. If the edge is serrated you'll make it. When the what wore the how out; a knot tying bow; bought the dough but don't know how to bake it

Salted pretzel alighted a lark. Flash! The soda ignited a spark. Now I scrape off the ash (When I asked for a dash it outpoured from an unherald'd hark).

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