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Sunday, October 3, 2010

Poem #1: Time Marches On

Time Marches On
Austin Ballard

Drinks get warm
Food gets cold
Crackers get stale
Bread gets hard
Cereal gets soggy
Soda gets flat
Fruit spoils
Vegetables wilt
Ice cream melts
Gravy lumps
Cheese molds
Milk sours
Meat rots
Time marches on.

1 comment:

  1. I wrote this on my mission. Clearly, food is not meant to be out in the dry air at room temperature.


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