Raw Milk Kiosk Poetry

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Raw Milk Kiosk Poetry

Milk spilt is because,

of the tilt,

After pour not of,

The earth and axis wrong,

What is that I hear,

The cow bell’s dong?

David A Robertson 04.02.18

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