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Some Life
March 26, 2010
I was a child with a small cry
My was not this kind of guy
I would eat fruit
He would eat meat
And now we are vegetarians
I enjoy the spicy food
I can’t tell his preference
With our sushi he beheads the peppers
I distribute the green jalapeños
On my now spicy pizza
I enjoy the week
But more the end
I get some
Pokémon
In late nights
A game called words
Is what I do play
Its like scrabble
But more gay
© Warlito B., Tamuning, GU
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