Transcendental Sonnet #1221:
It Would Not Be Rice

Ennui? Oui Oui!

I got sick of living on rice
So I bought five pounds more
Shame on me if I fool me twice
What do I do this for?

I know how to make it
But it is so boring
My stomach can take it
But I am ignoring
The question of taste
Repenting in haste

But nothing really matters
Not what one eats whether nasty or nice
When reality shatters
If anything did it would not be rice



+Steven Curtis Lance

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sir

every grain [neednot be rice alone] has the name of the recipient
supposed to be written on it. no worry have the rice uncooked. it lasts long and we too stretch for longivity in life.
the poem sir is baked nice though not with rice.
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