Friday, March 5, 2021

A Beat Poem

Submission to a magazine for contemporary Beat Poetry

I think that I shall never see

A vegie purple as a beat

Boiled or fried or marinated

They are very good to eat

Although they can be a pain

When they leave a stubborn stain

Beats are treats and beats are swell

And do not care if I can't spell

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