if you were not perfect
i could make you as such
with scissors spice and a cake pan
i would bake you right up
when you came out of the oven
smelling fresh again
I'd sprinkle you with sugar
for a sweetness I'll always love to lick.
Author notes
Written August 11th, 2006
A contest entry
- The perfect Mate by Firequeen.
300 points, ended August 17, 2006, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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This was fresh and very well written
Keep writing, I liked the originality here- great freeverse
Thanks for your comment and yes you're right it's from generation to generation
All the best
Pozo
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very creative.
ty for entering
best wishes in the contest

