The bottle of Coke
In the dark recesses
Forgotten, ignored, gathering dust.
Patiently waiting to be noticed
To be tasted.
Outer skin oily and grimy,
Disguising its effervescent potential.
Four decades on, it was discovered.
With a shake
Its soul exploded over everyone
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