Milk is beating through my veins
Chocolate filled with oxygen
Then just milk which feels no pain
Bubbles popping now and then
Milk is rushing through my head
Beating rhythm I can feel
Milk is white without much red
Christmas spirit feels more real
Milk is mixed with blood in me
Colors stark are beating fast
I feel different, you may see-
A fish skin drum is beating past
So much life exists in one
When that life exists by milk
Calcium sustaining fun
Energy as smooth as silk
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