Weave your food into cloth for me.
Spin the lettuce fine.
Stud it with seeds and jalapeños.
Add a spool of spinach.
Cross and hook and loop it together.
Make a shiny, wet bolt.
Knead it into dough for me.
Roll it slowly into a crepe.
Lay it in a glass dish
and bake it.
Remove. Spread it out flat and warm
and get your tools.
Make me pants. And a coat.
Hat and a belt.
Cook me a skin.
Chill it. Brush it with oil.
Squeeze lemon over it.
Then groom me.
Dress me.
Garnish me.
And take me to dinner.
Words By The Bitchy Poet
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