Friday, March 02, 2007

Breadsticks

"Are we going to Pat and Oscar's tonight?"
- self

"Yes. At some point."
- Anonymous

"Sick daddy."
- self

In celebration, I have written a poem about breadsticks. This is my poem:

Breadsticks (#1)

Breadsticks,
At Pat and Oscar's,
Are free.

And good.

And have butter on them.

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