from The Prison Poems of Kenneth Lay

I cooked the books
and the books tasted
like filet mignon.

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2 thoughts on “from The Prison Poems of Kenneth Lay

  1. Filet mignon-flavored cooked books are conspicuously absent from a certain list of reasons to live. I’ve noted that was only a partial list, but one wonders if Kenneth Lay wouldn’t prefer his cooked books to taste like, for instance, yogurt-covered pretzels.

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