Pasta Lovers Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Pasta Lovers



No no no it's you
that loves no more

You had him a puppet bouncing
end on end
on your G-string bungee

No no no it's you
that loves no more

You let go of the rubber cord
and bashed his head
against the macadam

No no no it's you
that loves no more

‘Cause the old scoundrel
is now a gooey wet noodle
twining in your pasta

Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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