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August 28, 2009
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I walked across the room;
there it was. The tantalizing
the mouth watering

with its deep maroon color
and never
ending generosity



there it was. I cherished the way I heard it bubble,
the bubbles that took forever to pop.
This was it, it was time Mom let it descend
into the bowl.


it toward me.

I twirled my fork in this Italian work of art.
I opened my mouth there it was the flavor it was like nothing
I'd ever had,
yet this had happened so many times

Over and over I went through with this
mouthwatering experience.
Slowly but surely it was gone
I was full
looking at the bowl that once secured its flavor.

I will wait for the time
when spaghetti and I meet again!

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Schubster said...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 7:18 pm
haha so funny and original. Great job! :)
check out my work?
qwerty42 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 24, 2009 at 5:11 pm
gosh i love spaghetti...
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