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September 07, 2005

Parts

Reb Livingston

David says my bridesmaids' shoes are ugly.
It must be the man-part of him that forgets
it was my wedding and I selected those shoes along
with the tulips and chocolate cake.
Parts are parts, says the fast-food commercial
demonstrating that all parts are not
created equal and I agree
although I’m a feminist and believe all parts
should be given a fair shot.
Maybe it’s not the chicken beak’s fault
it’s not as tasty as the thigh and breast
and it should be allowed the opportunity
to be deep fried and delicious. Don’t we all deserve
that chance? But if the beak
can’t pass the yummy bar, feed it to the God-damned swine
and serve me my white meat nuggets.
No hard feelings, OK?

Posted by Rock Heals at September 7, 2005 12:45 AM