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IT WAS LIMP UNTIL

It was alone,
sad, hungry,
malnourished,
waiting, dreaming,
waiting, out
of patience, wondering
why, when, and who.
It was limp
until a hot,
wet, hungry, and
searching mouth
came along and
devoured the piece
of spaghetti.
YES,
hunger is an amazing thing;
even a wet noddle can
satisfy.
TheOralizer
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