And suddenly the tepid water has turned to chilled cola
The tasteless has turned to sweet
The flat has turned to fizzy
The stale and plain has turned to fresh and flavourful
The fatigued has turned to caffeinated
The old bucket has turned into a fancy bottle
And the bottle has a red label
But it can't be read tonight
It could be a celebration
Or a devastation
Red as an invitation
Or red as a caution
Now ice cream; a brand new flavour
Cool and soft and unexpected
Is inside the bottle with the cola
And even lying completely still
Can't stop the reactions
And it's too late to put the lid on
The foam is rising
It might be yummy
It might be messy
Please don't get a plastic straw that will just be thrown away, get a proper spoon
Actually, a long-handled teaspoon might be best for now
It's worth having a taste
It's worth having a taste
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Author:
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- Published: August 13th, 2021 05:36
- Category: Unclassified
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