The girl behind the counter just yelled energetically. “I’ve got a yummy, yummy mango smoothie.”
A couple days ago, I read Found Poem — Tribute to Pete Seeger, composed of his songs and lyrics by Shawn Bird. The poem was moving, and enlightening.
I was moved to leave a comment, and enlighten my ignorance.
Not sure on the exact meaning of a found poem, I looked it up.
Makes me wonder. Is yummy, yummy mango smoothie an example of poetry found?
Perhaps when sung to the woman who paid.