This is for the Raspberry Snapple that endured a painfull, shattering death for my creativity and your mild entertainment.
Now, I dont know is Seth likes Snapple or not, but, for the purpose and life of this fic, he does.
This is pre-season one, probably when Seth is about 10 or 11. And he dropped his Snapple.
Disclaimer: I don't own The OC, Seth, or any other character. And I don't own the Snapple company either.
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Broken Bottles
I dropped my Snapple today,
and the glass broke
on the floor.
And the tea spilled-
flowed to the wall,
flooded the hall.
But there's still some left,
below the broken rim.
So please, m'am--I'd like another cup,
would you mind?
i don't like to waste things,
and I'd still like to drink this-
but don't bother trying to get the broken glass out,
I don't mind-
stings don't bother me anymore.
end.
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