Marshmallow
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Mikaiah Flendt, Grade 4
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Poetry
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2018
I hear myself chewing, I hear the object being placed on the table and I hear excitement.
I smell a delicious, tempting powdery smell, smells like mixed milk.
I see a white blob of milk covered with powder.
I feel a squishy, light object, I feel it inside my throat.
I taste a wonderful, milky powder with a delicious taste.