Evaporated Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Evaporated



Why in Ohio,
In Connecticut, Brussels and places beyond...
Do people seek with a preference to use,
Evaporated milk as their choice to choose?
What on Earth is left in the can?
And...
Are the worms left in milk,
Said to be made and sold as 'Silk'?

Okay I will admit it,
I prefer evaporated milk too, I do!
However...
Never had it occurred to me,
What has been evaporated?
To leave what I believe is 'milk' to see?
With a preference I keep?
And find it remains with its deliciousness?

If it's been,
Evaporated...
What gives this milk 'that' taste?
To notice,
A taste that satifies...
And I think that is great.

If it's been,
Evaporated...
What gives this milk 'that' taste?
To notice,
A taste that satisfies...
With evaporating that took place.

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