Feb 10, 2020 02:00
Hungry,
Hungry,
Hungry me.
Hungry,
Hungry,
Hunger machine.
I look to the left,
To the right,
I make sure there isn’t a single fright.
Then I jump forward eagerly
And stick a dollar in the machine,
The hungry machine.
I order a snack,
A drink too,
Then I set off,
No longer hungry like you.
poetry,
second chance
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I know the lure of the "hunger machine" all too well. And the best ones have a lot of different snacks in them. :)
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