Milk White
I thought milk was wonderful,
To drink,
And to think,
About.
I saw milk in the sky,
In the white of the clouds,
In the sun white sky.
I would a lot of milk buy.
I drank a lot of milk.
It was as smooth as silk.
I looked up in the nighttime sky,
And there was the Milky Way.
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