The Splatterpainted-Red-Canvas of Poetry, Expressed Through The Mediums of Brownish Colors, [Theoretically] Edible Birds, and Leavened Grain Objects, Vol.13, AKA Sundays

Beige chicken wonder bread!

Boredom flowing through my head.

Tan turkey whole wheat toast!

Today’s a better day than most.

Brown ostriche gluten free!

That’s a day that’s right for me.

Ochre phoenix sourdough!

Now it’s time for me to go.

(Semi-related food for thought: what would happen if you ate a phoenix)?


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