And Ode To The Slurpee

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My dearest Slurpee, you’ve been my friend for many, many years

And on this day, when Slurpees are free, I am always brought to tears

I drive around to dozens of 7-11’s today all within my town

Getting my fix of sugar and artificial color which makes my face look like a clown

When I was a child, the choices were easy when you only came in the flavors of red and blue

But now I see that you’re Fanta, Pepsi, Twizzler, and even Mountain Dew

So much variety, so much fun, I think that I’m going insane

I’m twitching and shaking from all this icy goodness that’s slowly freezing my brain

I normally only choose one flavor when I decide to take the Slurpee ride

But today is different, I’m going nuts and making a “suicide”

So thank you 7-11 for your convenience and this cup full of legal crack

And Happy Birthday to the store that always keeps us coming back

One thought on “And Ode To The Slurpee

    An Ode to the Slurpee « Arthur: the Art Zine said:
    July 12, 2011 at 12:42 am

    […] Um…so maybe we had a meeting at a 7-11 yesterday.  We don’t really like to go into details; we’re secretive about how we work, like Skulls and Bones, but with less future Presidents doing coke off of various hooker body parts.  Speaking of coke, how much are Slurpees the legal version?  So much.  So very, very much.  In honor of that, we’d like to share this amazing poem about the Slurpee. […]

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