In honor of my/
child and her mom, I let the/
Harlem Shuffle play.
OR
In honor of my/
daughter, I didn’t turn off/
the Harlem Shuffle.
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Little gnocchi* on my plate/
I can’t help it: You taste great!/
Now I’m sad that you are gone./
I wish I could eat another one./
Alas! I’ll have to wait.
*tortellini
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet
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