Slide down a straw into strawberry shake;
Chuck charming coloured chips on chocolate pud;
Think thrilling thoughts of things that you could bake
With chocolate filling, sweet brown sea of mud,
Sugar-infested. But safe surfers should
With careful balanced diet surely reach
That glistening golden shore on which they would
Walk over soft innumerable grains of beach,
Each grain an orange fruit, or maybe peach;
Then on nut rocks tenderly barefoot take
Further steps inland towards green grape wood.
Tread softly through those streams: on their banks each
Flour grows so incredibly high; mistake
Not to break such bread, said to taste so good.
Thur 8 Feb 2007
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