Friday, October 14, 2005

Told Cecilia XII

When Cecilia was nearly fourteen, –
told Cecilia, –
she had a friend, twice her age
and married, with children.
She taught Cecilia
how to make meat rissoles.
Buns should be dry and then
thoroughly soaked in milk,
eggs beaten until frothy.
The main point, knead vigorously
and fry with love.
So she defined love:
when somebody try to lift up your skirt
and you don’t die filled with disgust,
that’s it.
Cecilia tried to die,
but it wasn’t that easy.

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