Grilled Onions

Grilled Onions

A Poem by Burn the Bread

A poem randomly created by my friend by asking him to type random phrases. Most of it was garbage but we strung the phrases together at the end and it ended up coming out pretty good.


Grilled Onions

A poem by Adam Naami

This isn’t my limit

It can’t be real.

I refuse!

Witness me!

I can handle the power.

Fly you fools!

I am nothing but a creature;

It’s all in the mind.

I have more than an ace up my sleeve,

Tactical tactics.

© 2015 Burn the Bread

Author's Note

Burn the Bread
Keep in mind that this was literally a bunch of phrases strung together.

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Added on July 9, 2015
Last Updated on July 9, 2015
Tags: onions, onion, true love, it's symbolic