Chocolate Milk
Sitting at a coffee shop
I look over and see a tall glass of white milk
I go over and say… you look mighty tasty
I asked, We should go to my place for cookies sometime
A girl looks at me and says
can we make chocolate milk
I look up and say ‘’ oh I’m sorry, I was talking to the glass. ‘’
She got sad, and walked away.
I grab the glass of milk and walked behind her.
I held her hand and say
‘’ Well I can have both ‘’
It takes 2 to tango.
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