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The shadow of my fork
dances across my plate
it howls at me, a monster
wanting to eat my face.
Down at the bottom of my glass
the bubbles look at me
like tiny eyes, gazing,
they see me, a monster,
coming to eat their face!
dances across my plate
it howls at me, a monster
wanting to eat my face.
Down at the bottom of my glass
the bubbles look at me
like tiny eyes, gazing,
they see me, a monster,
coming to eat their face!
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Just some random poetry while I was eating dinner.
The shadow of my fork actually startled me. Perhaps due to sleepiness.
The shadow of my fork actually startled me. Perhaps due to sleepiness.
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