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Spilled Milk

I said, “You’re the cream of the crop!” You called me your buttercup. Emotions churned. I milked the situation for all its worth, As my dreams sat splendid before me. Then, your life spilled out into the world, And I became unwanted; A container of spoiled passion And curdled desires. You dashed my hopes, Leaving behind, The tracks of you, and Bessie. That old cow!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 8/6/2010 4:14:00 PM
Sounds like a rancid cheeseball would dare hurt you! Witty poem though.
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Date: 7/29/2010 9:40:00 PM
YOu sure got those expressions mixed really well into this one. I really liked it. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 7/29/2010 4:58:00 AM
very good piece of writing, throughly enjoyed it. Loved the line "Emotions churned" and "curdled desires". very funny last line a real winner! regards carolann
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Date: 7/28/2010 7:40:00 AM
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