CINNAMON TYRANNY

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JOURNAL # 41

rosemary dreams
cumulous cumin
heating up
trails of oregano
with ginger snapping
into play
luring Paprika
that Spanish senorita
to dance her bright
red fiery colored salsa
upon the taste buds
of Basil
and his prissy Miss nut Meg
forcing a
'Cinnamon Tyranny' to erupt
in the lazy Susan
some Sunday afternoon
no doubt.........
(Dec. 12, 2011 1153pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

would you believe I was straightening up my spice cabinet and this poem came to me. Who could have known inspiration could be so tasty eh. ( okay, sorry! very bad pun here........rolls eyes!)

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