Milk
A white egg and a colored pan and a cabbage showing settlement, aconstant increase.
A cold in a nose, a single cold nose makes an excuse. Two are morenecessary.
All the goods are stolen, all the blisters are in the cup.
Cooking, cooking is the recognition between sudden and nearly suddenvery little and all large holes.
A real pint, one that is open and closed and in the middle is so bad.
Tender colds, seen eye holders, all work, the best of change, themeaning, the dark red, all this and bitten, really bitten.
Guessing again and golfing again and the best men, the very best men.
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Cite as: Gertrude Stein, Milk, in Tender Buttons (1914), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #15396, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/stein-tender-buttons/food-milk.html, id L28694.
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