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Suspicious milk There when I got home In a tub Surrounded by water Or milk blood Ostracised from the fridge Left alone to die Why? Did you commit milk atrocities? ****** innocent milk bottles? Or maybe you're a secret agent The names skimmed Semi-skimmed He's like the FBI in your fridge! He's like the CIA on your cereal! He's like the MI5 for your cookies! Did you get all that Full fat? After those Oreos! With their twisting Licking Dunking Dunking their souls into the blood of our young Or maybe not Cow juice, alone on the breakfast bar Not that far Milk on the sill, defrosting. Watching.
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Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 4:26 AM UTC
An Ode to the suspicious milk I found in my kitchen this morning
Suspicious milk There when I got home In a tub Surrounded by water Or milk blood Ostracised from the fridge Left alone to die Why? Did you commit milk atrocities? ****** innocent milk bottles? Or maybe you're a secret agent The names skimmed Semi-skimmed He's like the FBI in your fridge! He's like the CIA on your cereal! He's like the MI5 for your cookies! Did you get all that Full fat? After those Oreos! With their twisting Licking Dunking Dunking their souls into the blood of our young Or maybe not Cow juice, alone on the breakfast bar Not that far Milk on the sill, defrosting. Watching.
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phoebe-caitlin
English
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 4:26 AM UTC
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