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Milkshake


Milkshake, O milkshake; so thick and creamy. I take a sip, you are so dreamy. Should I use a spoon or a fry? If you spilled I would surely cry. If I drank too many of you, I would have a heart attack and die. Milkshake, O milkshake I can’t live without you. You are my source of life, O it’s true.
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Aripari

I am a novice poet that believes that the best poetry comes from your heart and emotions. I am a Norse Pagan who just so happens to be transgender and lesbian. I believe that the whole world is my muse and I get inspiration from everyone and everything that I come into contact with. Words are some of the most powerful things that we as humans posses and if used right; they can change the hearts of many. Art comes in many forms and poetry is one of them. So why not change the world with art, one word at a time?

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Comments (3)

Aripari
Lol, thank you
Hrothgint
<p>It made me comment twice I am mad but not as mad as you are madly in love</p><p>with milkshakes.&nbsp; I also am madly in love with milkshakes</p><p>&nbsp;</p>
Hrothgint
<p>Beautiful.&nbsp; I truly am torn between the narrator&#39;s choice: the fry or the spoon.</p><p>The passion that the milkshake brings, the contrast between death from drinking and</p><p>death wihout drinking brings me to tears.</p><p>Bravo.</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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