Milk White
I thought milk was wonderful, 
To drink, 
And to think, 
About.
I saw milk in the sky, 
In the white of the clouds, 
In the sun white sky.
I would a lot of milk buy.
I drank a lot of milk.
It was as smooth as silk.
I looked up in the nighttime sky, 
And there was the Milky Way.                
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