Clementines, Charmin,
Cherrios, chocolate chips,
Seattle's Best with half-n-half
melted cane sugar on my lips.
Tart apples out of season
any time of year,
caramels to coat them,
fifty-seven kinds of beer.
Feta, munster
colby, brie
foccacia, hummus
all for me.
Shelf after shelf,
isle after isle,
boxes, cans and bottles
go on for miles and miles.
Born in the land of milk and honey,
we have so much for so few.
Don'cha ever think it's funny
we can't ever seem to get enough to chew?
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