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Tasty

Something moving with the wind

Reminds me of sweet-olive trees

Blooming in winter,

This whole world is as sweet

As grandma’s kitchen,

Dawn smells like a bun from the oven,

The marsh between our camp

And the sea of sweet cream butter,

But this new scent,

This new one, reminds me

Of a cat house,

The big one, at the zoo,

But oh so tasty,

And maybe a little hungry