The strawberry jelly is enclosed in a dark container
Waiting for the moment someone opens the jar
The jelly wriggles its way out of the jar avoiding all the obstacles and struggles on the counter and the things that seem to get into their way
They slip and intertwine with the toast, finally having a stage to shine and present itself
Making it the first noticeable thing when you look upon it, and the tastiest ingredient on the toast.
- Author: Anonymous01 ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2024 09:51
- Category: Unclassified
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