Pepsi
Pepsi,
comes with sound,
si,
si for yes,
and si for the sound,
when it cuts,
in nostrils,
when gulped,
without making it in small pulps,
its fizz,
its all an impressive jigg,
you consume the fizz,
with a resounding hiss,
it travels down,
that golden liquid marvellous,
inside the cavity,
as if quenching the stomach parch,
carbon dioxide and other gases,
that need to be thrown out,
are ensnared by this fizz,
and out belches the entire noxious setup,
in a big gizz,
pepsi,
is si and si.
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