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Friday, March 11, 2022

Poem- “Open Can”

“Open Can”


My taste is hard and sharp.

This is natural fire.

Romance is very lean for a sweet brown drink.

It’s a fantastic elixir.

What color is his onion?

Sadness is not always blue.

Hipsters can really rock this joint.

We do receive the centerpieces of leadership with political interference.

Bloomers grow to oceans upon increasing salt of navigation.

A tube of cola is rushy near the metaling path.

You kiss a straw and hide bubbles without.




https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Open-Can-909610012

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