{Semipoem} Butter Slip! And fall, rise and drop. Clogging up your arteries, Building bridges on cutlery. A greasy stain on your napkin, Sunk in and impossible to clean.
Ah! But that deliciousness, The creamy salty wonder That fills the tastebuds, Jars the senses and makes People wonder, aloud, what?!
Was that? Wasn't cream, not milk, Nor some watered-down chemical -laden powder of indeterminate nature. Just pure goodness, one big solid chunk.
Margarine! Oh no, please no, No margarine, no polyun- -saturated rubbish, crap made using H2 over Nickel -- the only One, for me, for everyone, is butter.
Butter! A/N: Wow...something I wrote that is actually exactly what it says. XD Or is it?!
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