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Jello Poems, Facts, and Humor


By Sarah Freeman

Perched upon a platter,
contemplating its consumption,
Awaits the radiant glow,
Of a forlorn ooze.

Coated in Kool Whip,
Neighboring putrid leftovers,
I swindle my tasty treasure,
Piercing its sparse skin.

Exploring my forks many curves,
With a jostle, wobble, shake, and twitch,
A kaleidoscopic cuisine,
In a fragile mold.

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