The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Taco Sally

Taco Sally was a friendly sort, he or she had hair of gold and a watch that ticked to every beat of his or her heart.  I say his or her because I never met Taco.  I can not say if this is a man or a woman or a boy or a girl.  His or her age was not ascertainable and he or she did not spend much time in the shower.  I think Taco was a smart person because he or she was eating froot loops each day for breakfast and everyone knows how tasty froot loops really are.  But that said, I think Taco missed his or her calling because he refused to ever touch a taco sandwich.  His or her reasoning was that his or her name was Taco and if he or she ate one, he or she might not be able to stand in the morning becasue if he or she eats one he or she might lose part of their own body as it was him or herself that he or she feared himself or herself to be eating. 
This was unfortunate because all of his or her friends were happily eating tacos every meal of the day and they all grew strong and wise.  But Taco kept eating his or her froot loops.  Soon, he or she developed a large mid section gut due to the sugar content and he or she contracted an incurable and untreatable blood sugar problem.  Taco did not fret because he or she was used to his or her daily life, but oh how much longer Taco might have lived and how much stronger he or she might have been had she only tried the tacos!

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