The White Butter Bun
I found the white butter bun,
My eyes tasted it within a glance;
Why mind craved with my tongue
For a tasty hunt...
My eyes tried to swallow the
Silky butter bun,
My almond eyes focused on the topest bun
It's hanging near the blue wide roof..
Among the white cotton candies.
My little fingers pointed the butter bun,
"I want it "
My order vanished with a reply:
You wanna eat the Moon?
Copyright © S S Beulin | Year Posted 2021
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