I prefer red chile over my eggs
and potatoes for breakfast.
Red chile ristras decorate my door,
dry on my roof, and hang from eaves.
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ayyy true . green chiles for the breakfast fo today, it's no big deal. I relate wit it. I just don't understand why Nana be doing the nae nap? do you know why nana was doing the nae nae?
This poem is definitely existing. I won't lie, it's readable. Green chiles for the taco tuesday it's like that sometimes, it's historical.
This is not one of Baca's best poems, but it is delightful! (Someone needs to proofread it.) Looking at his work as a whole, he is one poet I would put of my list of future candidates for the Poet Laureatship.
this is the dumbest poem ever a 0! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 1
i would have to agree with this poem, green chiles are a little weird. I'd hit tho, especially over my eggs and possibly with some pink icecream. just one uncertainty, why did nana do the nae nae like that? do you know why nana did the nae nae?