He scratched his head and pondered the thought
Could one little marshmallow really be that soft?
The fine, smooth texture as he turned it in his palm
The pure white color made him feel calm
He couldn't believe how it could taste so good
He savored the sweetness for as long as he could
He took of the twisty, and unwound the bag
While doing so he read the nutritional tag
He stuck his hand in, and pulled out 23
He loaded them in his barrel and shot the enemy
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