A slapdash flight into a world of poems that should not exist. Big Red, a lone crusader championing the cause of the the fruits, the veggies, against criminal foods who operate in a world above the healthy diet.
A Manual--- Wait... an explanation... well something to explain this blog a bit.
To the left what you'll find, is a group of poems. Of varying sorts and kinds. Some breaking all the rules of poem-dom. There are rules of writing poems. Aren't there? Hmmm... Anyway the point here is what you'll see below, are poems about foods I ate. It is not a random collection of foods, a collection left agape, about my battle grand with my weight and its swords in the medical and epicurean sense of the words. In a way, this chronicles my battle to eat well, to put it in a nutshell. Ain't that swell?
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