An ode to the case of Muscle Milk that inexplicably arrived in our offices today:
Why are you so sweet? Your cloying fake chocolate Makes you tough to bear
Let us not discuss The fact you contain no milk Lies taste of despair
I would rather eat Seven thousand chicken breasts Than swallow this muck
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So what if you have Twenty grams of pure protein? I don't give a fuck