onsdag 1. september 2010


No wonder you love me, I'm jelly
Colourful, tasty and sweet
A desert you would dear to die for
And you only crave more when you eat

But as jelly, I'm known to shiver
As soon as the plate starts to shake
and if you get out your finger and poke me
it will leave permanent marks, and I'll break

And as jelly I'm hollow in the middle
There's nothing, just empty space
So when you're finished eating your pieces
I know I'll be falling from grace


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