An Ode to My Morning Coke
Your sugary sensations are like my lover's vibrations
I feel the need to orate this sense of fate
Morning lamentations require caramel libations
Only caffine can satiate, for fear, I can not wait
Oh CocaCola you are my only soda
Sick sweet nectar like the physics of vector
A complex flavor toga around my tongue like a boa
Now time to end this sector, I enjoyed being your lector --------------- Sarazann Greenwood
Tidy me is like an earth quake
Tragedy is sure to follow
All creative shores that I make
She decides to sweep them hollow
Artsy me would argue her take
Arguments I barely follow
glittering trail which she does make
Stashes like a magpie follow. ----------------- Michaela Proper
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