Panera Bread MAG

April 21, 2011
By Kamryn Schilling BRONZE, Wycoff, New Jersey
Kamryn Schilling BRONZE, Wycoff, New Jersey
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The thick orange liquid gets poured into the glass white bowl.
Tons of extra squares are thrown in for flavor.
It’s rested to cool on a tray next to a brown eco-friendly napkin with a silver spoon.

There it waits for me.

My name is then called and I pick up my heaven and take it to my seat.
The aroma of sweet, creamy tomato dances into my nose
killing me effortlessly with the temptation for the taste.
But, from making my mistake in the past, I’m wise enough not to burn my tongue.

So I wait … and wait.

After I wait several endless minutes
I take my first sip and smile with satisfaction. The delicious creamy tomato soup gives my taste buds the enjoyment they have
been craving.
I go down for another mouthful only to find the bowl empty.


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on Dec. 14 2011 at 12:02 pm
Hetalia-otaku SILVER, Sweden, Maine
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I love Panera Bread!!! xD  Great poem!


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