Mmmm… good.
Beating our chests
Large, cold,
20-pound turkey legs.
finger food, caveman style.
Laughing, the three of us
as we held them high.
Eating at the beach
early caveman style.
Edited May 5, 2013
“Cave Man Food – v2
Title 8/9/07, poem August 10, 2007 8:57am
“Cave Man Food”
Me, Curtis, and Corey, on our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church ,
to the Down East Maine
Mission ,
East Machias, ME
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