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So tired of cooking
But it is required
I've mixed this dough
For much too long
I smack it on the counter
Pounding it
Pounding it again
My anger of cooking
Exerted in kneading
This fleshy dough
My fist meets
So squishy, so soft
So tired of baking
Finally I finish
My hands so sore
Yet, after all that cooking
The dough never rises
- by PenguinColada |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/03/2014 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- PenguinColada - 02/10/2014
- Thank you! <3
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- HerMagic - 02/10/2014
- Very dark yet interesting in your choice of the cooking metaphor. 5/5
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