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 Oct 2012 Chica Anon
J Clark
Hungry, no breakfast again
Nosed pressed up to the screen door of the cafeteria
While the other children play

I watch and sniff the air while they eat
Wishing I had those soft, delicious rolls
That cold milk

I had bologna on white bread
And green Kool-Aid in a thermos
Always warm and unappealing by lunch time

Same thing every day
Once Kathy gave me a roll
And it made my day

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