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Jello Love

White puffs of goodness. Whip cream in love with jello. Cold, jiggling flavor, Topped with foaming nothingness, Yielding to gel's surrender.

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Marikate Kingston

Date: 3/6/2024 1:04:00 PM

Don't forget red sprinkles on top of the whip cream. We all need sprinkles in life don't we? Sprinkles of some kind. Your poem performs a wiggly dance. It was fun to read outloud

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 3/6/2024 11:36:00 PM

I'm happy it made you smile. I like very much to see jello come out of fancy molds. The once fashionable ring mold was a knockout.

Joseph May

Date: 2/24/2024 9:17:00 AM

An appetizing Tanka, Enjoyed

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/24/2024 9:59:00 AM

Thank you.

Karen Jones

Date: 9/23/2023 1:52:00 AM

I like your poem. But I have this thing about jello. I don't like the texture or the way it jiggles and moves in my mouth. Lol I guess it is safe to say I am weird. Lol Great poem tho.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 12/16/2023 2:39:00 PM

A belated thank you. I don't always get the message.