Renee L. Marshall
V2:E8 August 2000

CORN-FED

You look like you eat corn
with every meal
and drink large glasses of milk

I couldn't keep enough milk
in the house for you.

I only shop when the spirit moves,
buying just enough to turn
my coffee tan on the weekend.

and you would fumble
with the clasp of my
complicated bra.

Email:

Scarletswirl@aol.com

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