Wolves and cigarettes come in packs.
Thunder always comes in claps.
Ice cream comes on top of cones,
while packages can fly with drones.
Coffee comes in little pods,
while winks sometimes they come with nods.
A corpse can leave in Ziplock bag,
toes are sometimes draped with tags,
They mark when you are out of time,
with no ink left to end
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in rhyme.
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