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Monday, February 27, 2006

Broken Oreo Love

I have seen you on my table
By that perfect glass of milk
And so I reached out to hold you
But my arm swung and the milk I spilled
I think you'll taste delicious
Just by the way you look
For you I would clean dishes
Because my appetite you took
As I look closer to your shape
I find tht you are broken
Split and cracked are your inside
But you I have chosen
So now I will hold you
Eat you and be renewed


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