A food crumb forgotten
Their life depended on it.
A Colorado rock avalanche, and
A playroom
Like bubbles on a sunny day.
What do we have to do
To get some
Steak?
Evil searches out it's prey
It will be his grandest moment...
Finish the scene of desolate loneliness.
She wouldn't and couldn't survive without it
Icecream
A mess and a jumble
Holding all charm in her hand
As easy as tying shoes
Frantically cutting through the air
Fingers flash, hands sway
A swamp of spaghetti,
Suffocating.
-Ms. O
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