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(This is meant as an experiment. I'm trying to adopt a more contemporary poetry style, and I want to get really good at it. I hope you'll be able to find something pleasant in this poem.)

Hunger screamed like
an angry saxophone.
You couldn't keep your cool,
the cake as flashy
as a neon flamingo.

An apple wouldn't fool it.
Water couldn't drown it.
Hunger dropped a coin,
you played its favorite song:
more, more, more!

Your resolve was the 8-ball,
appetite the cue that sank it:
if you only knew how to play!

Hunger teaches.
You never learn.

Hunger Game