The start of a great day,
Random coffee burps,
And grapes that have cyanide in them,
A perfect mixture of potent chemicals inside of you,
Sometimes overdramatic,
Sometimes brown and squishy,
You never know what's going to happen,
In the meantime,
Sometimes it is a harlequin situation,
It pops up at any time unexpectedly,
That is how the poison work works,
Sweet succulent dishes of hospitality,
As we wrap around our disco minds of pure insanity,
Watch the ball drop,
As we suffer the wrath of raisins,
That will befall us all,
Bittersweet memories,
Cannot control it all?
Or can we?
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Comments (2)
They are such evil fruits!
The wrath of raisins! Such a great line