Square, salty and pale
oh you never fail
to heal my hurt tummy
with a crunch that is yummy
Toast is too plain
and rice is a pain
but your box is so easy
even when I am queasy
I can open a pack
and eat a safe snack
Whether two or a plateful
for saltines I am grateful!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
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CRAP! Friggin' great poem!
ReplyDeleteSaltines???!!! Do you have an announcement?
ReplyDeleteHahaha!!! Nope, just bad Chinese food. Hey -- that could be a great game show -- PREGNANT OR JUST BAD CHINESE? :)
ReplyDeleteOh, ok ;) Well, when you are pregnant you will love saltines all the more!
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