Frito Feet

Frito Feet

This triolet-style poem explore the unique and strangely endearing scent emanating from a dog’s paws, often likened to Frito corn chips. The poems highlight how this familiar, comforting smell is actually the result of bacteria, turning something potentially off-putting into a curious source of delight. A fun and light hearted poem added for a mix of emotional variety.

Warm paws hiding a scent so neat,
Bacteria’s work, salty, yet sweet.
It’s like Fritos beneath doggy feet,
Warm paws hiding a scent so neat.

A strange aroma, yet complete,
In our hearts, it takes a seat.
Warm paws hiding a scent so neat,
Bacteria’s work, salty, yet sweet.

Ghost Writer

Brandon J. J. Board

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