Not as creepy as the last one!
Alas, the apple juice is no longer frozen,
but is it a blessing in disguise?
I guess ice will no longer hit my teeth,
No longer will it splash in my eyes.
Ah ha! There is another bottle I did not see,
And behold! Frozen! Its all for me!
This smile on my face is gigantic,
With apple juice, cold as the waters of the Titanic.
The longing in my heart,
I can't stand to part,
Why can't you see,
You belong in me.