Boy without Legs

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Poem: Life is a meal
By Pasqual Torres


It starts with something small just to appetize you.
And then come the main course that fulls you up.
And in the end is the sweet stuff with a cherry on top.
Sometimes if it isn't prepare right it can make you sick.
But if you pay close attention and do it right you will finish with a smile on your face and keep coming back for more.
Check please.

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