Fri, 11/21/2014 - 15:01 -- Joeyjo


"come out",

"come out and play,

ive got muffins,"

They say

Muffins with raisins and muffins with nuts and muffins with blueberries and bannana nut muffins."

So many muffins,

but theres one missing,

Choclate Chip, my favorite.

All these muffins, so different

yet so much the same.

But the the one with the dark insides, 

the one with the hard chunks

that can melt into something sweet, smooth..

It's not there.

And it never will be.


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