My brother inspired me to write this poem so please forward any psychic blame for damages to the world of Poetry to him.
A white
bread loaf
can
dead you.
Eating
fat
guts make.
Have
instead
just
Kibble,
Like
many
names do take.
Or
perhaps for
quite a
reasoned
snack
that
unloads
very
well, an
x-tra special
Zwieback Toast for you to gum in hell.
Later,
Paul Parducci
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