Ode to Ketchup Pringles
Like Bubonic Plague doth spread my grin, As a single chip, I grasp and take. My mouth I open, my stomach aches Every second is closer to heaven. Alas, I rise and open mine eyes, before the feast…
ketchup is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees ketchup in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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