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sandra wyllie
Poems
Feb 2021
Jim was a Prize
at the bottom
of the *******
Jack box. After wading
through rocks of sugar-
coated clumpy munchies
you end up with a scrunchy
that snaps as you
have it hold your pony. Not
real, a phony covered in
thin paper. Thin as a wafer. If
you savored the edible trip
you could have lapped
the journey of cardboard
that pulled all the chords of
your red velvet harp. But no! You’ve
a tummy-ache and a rubber snake
for your woes!
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sandra wyllie
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