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Found Poetry 271
the milk went bad it turned grey then green then back to grey but I chewed it then I swallowed with a thick gulp it tasted like old mackerel and onions on an armpit's foot it was unimaginable that it tasted so good
This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.
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