Give me a glass of real milk;
never mind that stuff called 'silk'.
I need the kind, tried and true;
the one percent I leave to you.
I buy by gallons all the time,
and not because I save a dime.
Everywhere I go I take
a big glass my thirst to slake.
I can't live without moo juice;
it's like nectar to great Zeus.
A refined poetic imagination, Terry Hoffman. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
When I was a child we only drank powdered milk. Now it's whole milk every time
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I would like to translate this poem
Everywhere I go I take a big glass my thirst to slake. I can't live without moo juice; it's like nectar to great Zeus.. a very good poem. tony