Stop on octogon,
Fight with Pokemon,
Listen with Pentagon.
Red telling you to lose your tread,
and no longer tread,
you heard what the sign said.
A sign alerting you to stop in your head.
frozen thoughts,
window shopped,
around the corner there’s a sign that reads “stop”
Peering inside, cooking with peers with paring knives.
Husbands’ wives, cooked potatoes chive'd,
thighs flirting between the jive.
You're cooking with Desperate Housewives!
-DeBarros
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