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So Like Milk

Like milk,
So pure and spilt.
A puddle
Leaking from the
Cup to the
Floor.
Like milk,
So simple to go
Sour, so easy
To keep fresh
But either way
Useless to you.
Lactose intolerance
Keeps you from
Me, I am your
Special poison.
Pour me
Down the drain.
Find yourself
A more
Flavorful drink.

8-20-10


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So Like Milk

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