Today's poetry prompt is to write about an object.
Svensk fisk
Swimming upstream in my veins,
Red 40 spawns a will to go on,
Consuming, devouring these friendly
Versions of the fish family.
Though not from IKEA
Or singing ABBA tunes,
My jellied friends greet me
Emblazoned with their home country.
A pure delight in red goo,
A mysterious cherry, or
Is that lingonberry,
Flavor tantalizing my taste buds.
Crack from the north,
In beautiful red translucence,
These tadpoles create such happiness
And go with almost anything.
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