saran wrapA Poem by carolineSharp Serrated Teeth Bite at the Sticky Plastic Ripping and Pulling, Pulling and Ripping the Teeth Never Work, No Matter How Sharp the Plastic Sticks To Itself Folding Into a Billion Folds No Longer Shining like Gold Never Covering what I Want It To Bread Becomes Moldy and Stale Soup Becomes Thick and Oily like a Swamp Brownies Turn Into Rock and When I Try to Bite Into One, I Wish I Had Sharp Serrated Teeth even though they never work.
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Added on January 22, 2015 Last Updated on January 22, 2015 |

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