no one has fed me in the last ten minutes
since they carelessly dropped crumbs from their sandwich
between the rocks, a few raisins fell from their hands
and the little girl didn't like the apple piece her mother gave her.
I'm starving, I know you can't tell as I press my fat belly
against this warm rock trying to look slim from your angle
so you'll take pity on me and feed me your leftovers.
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