I’m here hoping not to crack
Rolling, wobbling near the edge
In my perfectness.
I came first with my smooth
White sometimes brown skin
Loving my delicious.
Versatile, I go with anybody.
Get me in some butter baby,
Salt and lots of pepper.
You, laughing playing grabbing
Gotta get rough with my
Slippery slippery.
Such a long way down there
Tossing me carelessly, dropping
Me. The floor’s flying up now.
“Somebody, grab a mop! ”
Scotty Dogg
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