Meatballs Poem by Monica Melissano

Meatballs



We should set up
a strong fighting gear
against these blobbing meatballs

A wooden spoon is not enough
we'd need a magic potion
made with cinnamon tea
and orange marmalade
to win the battle

Meatballs want to eat our brains
ereasing our memories
to split us apart

So, take the cookies and sugarcubes
you know where they are
a bit of milk can be useful too

Build up our armor
staying close together
and fire all of our weapons
against those evil meatballs
in our heads

Saturday, April 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written in 2008
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 04 April 2015

I like meatballs and this poem, Monica. Thanks for sharing

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Monica Melissano 04 April 2015

Thank you Kelly, me too I like meatballs, expecially my grandma' original recepit. Of course here poultry is just a metaphor for confusion...

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