I was fishing for a notion for a potion to make a poem.
I added some OJ and mayo then tossed in some sugar for sweetness,
I stirred with fervor and tried my luck with Starbucks.
I lost the specific recipe, but there might’ve been Chinese leftovers involved.
After I ate it I couldn’t see, but eventually my blindness dissolved.
I looked in the bowl for a poem to save me
But I found I had in fact made a baby!
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