is there any sadder sound
in the universe
than the sound of a can
of whipped cream
sputtering at its end
as you shake it,
pressing futilely at
the nozzle
trying to top off a bowl
of strawberry jello,
chilled and ready for
your spoon.
if there is such a sound,
one sadder, I know not
what it is.
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