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  • Writer's pictureSean

The Ritual

Behind animals, and in front of some.

It was the ceremony of attaining

The heated fluid

That we would all quickly drink,

Derived from a plant

None of us could recognize.

“Next”

Came the call

And so, the next person stepped forth

Exchanging tribute for a fluid

Before leaving quickly

Having something to do.

“Next”

I watched over and over

As the ceremony was conducted

Those in front of me slowly left

Coming and going

“Next”

It was my turn

I had readied my gifts

It was finally my time

And then the lady asked

“How can I help you?”

To which I replied

“Small caramel macchiato please”


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kelsey.dobler
kelsey.dobler
Mar 05, 2021

PLOT TWIST — so funny !!

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Sean
Sean
Mar 05, 2021
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Thank you 🤣

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jennifleur
jennifleur
Mar 05, 2021

Will always be one of my favorite poems. Thanks Sean, nicely done.

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Sean
Sean
Mar 05, 2021
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Thamks Jenny :D

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