Humour, Poetry A Tanka That Mixes Milk Metaphors In A Largely Pretentious Effort To Appear Profound by James • January 24, 2021 They say there’s no point In crying over spilt milk Perhaps they are right But what if the spilt milk is The milk of human kindness? Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInRedditPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Yes.
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Although on balance we might prefer the ice cream of human kindness?
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You butter believe it!
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As far as this metaphor is concerned, I would milk it for all it’s worth.
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I dairy say I will
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You certainly milked that
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I see nothing gets past your eyes!
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I don’t know, for much of this pandemic I’ve been in tiers quite regularly
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But you kept your bottle!
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Personally, I only cry over spilt wine because wine makes me kinder:-)
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I would definitely cry over spilt wine
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This tanka suffers from a largely pretentious effort to appear profound.
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I suspected as much
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I have no milk pun nor witticism about the title. So Insert any one of the clever comments here and pretend I made it as well.
Take heart and laugh
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Yoghurt some good ideas but maybe you lactic confidence?
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What can I say. It was a slow day
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I’m not sure what to say about the poem so I’m switching the subject. I put a down payment on a puppy on the weekend and I’m getting him on February 28th!
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Puppies are great
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They are also wildly expensive in a pandemic!
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