Not Lamb Or Veal
she's utterly
ridiculous
hovering
above
me but where
gravity takes
control yet
she's more
than
a mouthful
so i try bleating
and starvingly start
mooing
trying to move
the swinging pendula
to stop dancing that by some
chance
i might be
able to taste
her milkshake
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