A Liquorice Wish
©2012 Olan L. Smith
I'm for free-verse; no feet, no stutter
And I use oleo for butter, but kidneys?
I'll take mine with no stones, please.
Give me no socks for those feet
With long toenails and fingernails, too;
They make good shredded sheets for breakfast.
Use marshmallows for my eyes,
By the way use cue balls for my nads;
I hear they're up and coming fads.
Oh, and I want a pillow made of liquorice
As it, in my sleep, become a dish.
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Beat Poems, by Olan L. Smith
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