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Sink into my caramel dream,
Where the butterscotch sun
Melts streams of ice cream
That lap against cinnamon shores.
At midday, the lake of hot fudge
Bubbles with marmalade heat,
As the chocolate eagle looks down
From his nest on the honeycomb cliff.
Where the butterscotch sun
Melts streams of ice cream
That lap against cinnamon shores.
At midday, the lake of hot fudge
Bubbles with marmalade heat,
As the chocolate eagle looks down
From his nest on the honeycomb cliff.
Thought this up looking at an ad, of all things, that invited me to step into caramel, although, they meant it in reference to their tan boots, I believe.
This partners well with another poem of mine: [link]
Hope you enjoy!
This partners well with another poem of mine: [link]
Hope you enjoy!
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