M&M's Poem by Mark Smith
M&M's
It feels strange, as if drifting between two worlds and slowly drifting to number three.
One last taste, one last experiance before bed I asked.
No No she said, you have had to many, off to bed she told me.
And so I went, annoyed and angry. I wanted the blue one...
I wanted my M&m's...
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