Taco Poem by Mariah Padilla

Taco



The young mexican holding you gently,
with your light brown shell.
Your heart and soul on the grill.
MMM...the smell of your heart and soul.
putting your heart and soul in your light
brown shell.
Adding your shredded green hair and shredded cheese
with a coke on the side.
mmm....that was a good taco.

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