Sunday, February 7, 2016

Cauliflower

Cauliflower.
Breathe the air.
Finest cut of steak—
Is rare.
They ask questions.
You don't care.
Doesn't know with whom,
Or where.
His face lights up,
When they all stare.
Insane,
I swear.
But that's not fair.
Dark curly hair.
Likes truth or dare.
Better beware.
He doesn't scare.

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