My third foot

by tri tran   Dec 16, 2008


There was a FOOT in my car,
He wanted to tag on everywhere I went.
He was my child, a FOOT, in my life.

He sat with his bare feet on my table,
He smoked cigarettes and drank sodas daily,
A FOOT from my womb onto this Earth.

I had two feet already,
Not wantiing another
But, God gave me the thrid one--

A Fetish, Obese, Obnoxious Teenager.

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