KC's Poetry
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Dinner Tonight, Enchiladas with Sugar
I see now,
why it has never worked for me.
She's an Enchilada,
and I'm pure Sugar.
We don't mix well,
because I'm too sweet
and she's too hot
and I keep sweetening
when she needs to cool down.
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