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Sprinkling down side edge of mug, 
white droplets crystal twunkle the morning sun.

Handle and rim perched upon granite-top,
drawers spun and shoulders slump.

Kerplunk! There went my spoon, 
a patented pyramid thereafter soon.

A roar of lions from the steamer 
that crisp turnt slurple raised finger.

Three more hearty dunks-
my pyramid grew swimming trunks.

Pride simmered in quiet rumble, 
A fumble & tumble swirl tango in water.

Then came the clink clink! As I became master stirrer, 
drink used to be sweet but now just bitter!

Giuseppe Gillespie – June 2022

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