Diet Coke

The city howls into the avenues and we cannot escape the uproar.

In this club, we cannot hide from the bass,

The echo of the bass collides against the walls.

I like mine dry, and she likes her on the rocks.

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Do you think we are docile?

Look how she teases you with her straw.

I ingest mine straight from the can.

Perhaps she might whisper something tantalizing to you.

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You are a modern-day marvel, perhaps a wonder.

Can we reach the elevated man that dwells above the elevated chest?

Are we transparent? Do you see anything you like?

Well, then it is decided.

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You can hold our hands.

As we intertwine our arms, we will take the opportunity to etch our name into your forearm.

Like children at recess carving their initials onto a tree stub.

Please accept it as our gratitude.

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Or maybe you buy us some more Diet Coke?

As we indulge on this night with our Diet Cokes.