Opal Day

All I Learned In Human Bio:
What starts as blood,
Will turn to bile.
Mean and yellow digestive soup
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I’m sorry I ate all your ice cream.
Now I see white is the shadow I dream
It took your absence
one fleeting weekend
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This poem is about telling secrets to strangers. Probably.

The sky is blue.
No, it’s not.
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Jack and Jill just copped the pills
to fetcha pale of what? er,
They payed for thrills
with paper bills,
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