Oreo
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Life can be hard, and life can be sad,
But when I have these days, I know just what is to be had.
I sit on my couch with Oreos and peanut butter in hand
And let Shawn and Gus escort me to another land.
You feed me the word oreo
And expect me to fill full
Satisfied with the sugar
You want my big lips to curl around the word
My fiery tongue made sweet by the “compliment.”
“You’re not like other black girls.”
Crispy crackers coat the cream,
where doublestuff reigns supreme.
In China there are weird-ass flavors,
some are gross, but some you savor.
Green tea, blueberry, and raspberry all,
