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
So what if you have
Twenty grams of pure protein?
I don’t give a fuck
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This article appears in Dec 8-14, 2011.