The Empty Plate Poem by valerie kidd
The Empty Plate
the empty plate
with nothing left
it pains my inner toil
no turkey here
no pumpkin pie
and no aluminum foil
no kids to feed
no doggie bags
there is no nothing left
we ate it all and now were glad
were going to play risk
Thursday, November 22, 2007
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