The Poem Of Fabulous Things

You are number seven,
as lucky as can be.

You are the excitement of the 777 jackpot in a slot machine.

You are an orange as bright as the sun painting the colour into our lives.

You are the difference between the taste of a Brussel sprout and the sweet chocolate melting in your mouth.

You are the exhilaration of a lamborghini tearing the road beneath its tires.

You are …


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