There Is Butter - There Is Margarine Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

There Is Butter - There Is Margarine



Just the sound of butter is so, so..so..wells..of
wholesomeness, it is beauty, it's cow in the fridge,
moo-wing for you, still the other, when
reduced, is like pale, once pink, Sundas
Thai floated off with, in a head of Mrs, Wurst.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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