Poem for ¡GuyMakesComics!
Title:Spaghetti:
The sauce is thick
The texture is soft
The fork is steel
Shining on my eyes
My mouth awaits
My hands are dry
It grabs the tine
And how it shines so bright
With love dead like my soul
But my heart still buying
I forget
The objects spins
Spins around the pasta
As I dread and gulp
My mouth is dry and wide
Not filed with no pride
It is fragile
And thank it to Italy
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