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Food's Point Of View

March 15, 2013
By Nicole.M. GOLD, Thomasville, Pennsylvania
Nicole.M. GOLD, Thomasville, Pennsylvania
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I am wrapped up
side by side with others

you open our cage
and take me out

you dunk me in goo
I drip and I drop

burning, I am burning
I can hear the sizzle
it's like a scream

I have burnt marks
oh, the pain!

you pile others on me
I am squashed

is it over? no!
more torture still

you pour syrup on me
I can't breathe, I'm drowning!

save me! ouch!
something has stabbed me
like a big dull needle

I see a big hungry hole
help me! but it's too late

you are already chewing me to bits


The author's comments:
This poem is about french toast. The cage is the bag it is in with other bread slices. The goo is well, the goo you put on the bread to make french toast. The whole burn and sizzle stuff is it being fried. The squashing part is it being piled with other pieces on a plate. The 'big dull needle' is a knife cutting it. The big hungry hole is your mouth.

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