Kite Dreams

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You get a faint aroma
Of nutmeg, as you open the fridge.
You take out a brown pudding
And take 3 scoops out. It is simply
Heaven on earth, as you let the tongue
Squeeze out every bit of taste
Out of a spoon serving. It is sheer mouthwatering.
Your sprinkler system inside the mouth
Is dripping now and you finish the first serving
And the conundrum begins – temptation
Calling for another scoop or two
And somehow you cannot seem to
Resist the fusion of juggery and nutmeg.
Your mind goes to and fro, in a little pickle.
Should I say a Malay pickle?

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