Butterflies and spaghetti

Butterflies and spaghetti

A Chapter by Ana Papaya
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It started with a little flutter
that grew into a rumble
a strange feeling inside of me
had my words all in a jumble

it was the butterflies
sometimes they wake up
in a lazy bum bum way
but not when they smell spaghetti

probably just their way of saying
I'm really #@$%?÷& hungry!!!!
and me no fool I know the drill
it's time to get dinner ready

it started with a little flutter
that grew into a rumble
a strange feeling inside of me
had my words all in a jumble

it was the butterflies
(and spaghetti)
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© 2020 Ana Papaya


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