GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Monday, December 2, 2013
4800. FRIED ICE
FRIED ICE
The man from the deep south
said he was 'drinking fried ice.'
'That's hot water,' I replied.
'No, son,' he said, 'that's
my sassafrass tea.'
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