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Chocolate Milk

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Going to lunch,
hoping to munch.
Waiting in line,
then paying a fine.
How could it be,
you forgot something free.
Forgotten but how?
The greatest thing from a cow.
packaged away,
in a carton to stay.
Until you walked this way,
O what a glorious day.
Freeing it from the box,
goodness down to your socks.
Tasting the velvety liquid,
complete opposite of insipid.
As the carton runs out,
no reason to fret about.
Tomorrow there will be more,
Near perfect feeling you can restore.
But until then, think how good its been

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JacintaT said...
Aug. 15, 2009 at 5:41 am
Random. Very different to what poems are generally written about, but i like it alot.
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