Friday, May 29, 2009

Breakfast In Bed


For I am here and cannot depart
My morning is spent; my meal where I start
Through the slot on a sectioned steel platter
The cart in the foyer a noisy loud clatter
Bacon and eggs religious disgrace
Is all I can get from this miserable place
But I save the meat and devour the eggs
And use the bacon on my enemy dregs
For we lack any weapons against all our foe
But unlikely treasure like this can put on a show
For lunch I am led to my own cavity
And throw my bacon with depravity
For inmates get pork while others get feces
Officers of law the unlucky species
©2009 LUTHER SPELLS

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