all the colours in the world you got orange, apple, which ain’t that opague, and loads more. on days when you’re down it brings you up and when you’re teeth are nice and clean it calls the dentist for you, ain’t that sweet of it. but all in it is pritty sweet.
Evan
i want to squeeze it. i want the tangy lemony sweet slippery citrusy dazzling clear fruity juices of your soul. let me feel electric juice.
I set my juice down
and stare at the pancake
with smiley-faced whip cream,
and luscious strawberry eyes.
I wonder what person
could turn this lovable pancake aside
and starve for the way she looks,
how big her hips are
and how long her nose.
How ugly her face is
and how untrimmed her fingernails are.
She must groom,
fix her hair,
put on her makeup,
so when she goes out
to eat a fabulous
smiley face pancake,
she can stare at it
and think the worst;
how that pancake
is manipulating her.
No, she is strong,
she won’t give in.
Not now.
She can’t.
tomatoes and oranges and pineapples are used to make juice. Juicy juice.
kfandale
juice is nice when its cold, i like orange, green, blue, purple, red and all sorts of juice. it is good for hangovers and is tasty with ice in a clean glass, keep it in the fridge for the best results!
sye
As a child, I loved the sweet taste of liquid sugar that would slip down my throat in a cold, cool caress. It was an advancement for me when I learned that milk was slightly better than juice, because it came from something living and breathing.
Chloe
i like juice. apple, oranges and grape. i like juice because of its versatility and how everyone can percept juice in a different way. everyone’s mind is different, and so is their juice. juice from a pussy, juice from a penis, juice from boobs. juice can also mean life and taking away someone’s juice is taking away their soul -> death.
Agyness
I freakin’ love juice. It means everything to me. It represents not only the fluid that runs through my veins, but how I make my living. I’m the Kool-Aid guy. I make my money by peddling my sugary goodness to all the children of the world. Hello cavities!
Jamie
oh how I love thy sweet taste,
if only my glass was not so small,
then i could drink forever they sweet nectar
I would then be happy for the rest of my days
always content, never thirsty
Tucker Daniels
Juicy fruits hanging from the tree. I reach up and pluck one from the bough. Mmmmm. Juice dribbles down my chin and lands on my brand, new silk blouse. Darn! Off to the cleaners with the cost of cleaning.
Brown Mom
There was only a drop of juice left in the juicebox. The little girl smiled and looked at the boy.
“Ya’ want it?” she asked. He shook his head and continued to play in the sand with his toy cars. She looked slightly disappointed as she drank it herself.
For many people the word means gossip but I never hear the word without thinking of OJ Simpson. That’s how old I am. I remember him as the football player and not the slasher.
Bryant
It was Saturday afternoon and we were alone in the house. Mama had been called in to work again, and we hadn’t seen or heard from Daddy in over three months. It was rainy outside, but we didn’t let that dampen our dreams. We put on straw hats and wrapped feathered boas around our shoulders, sat on the floor with our dolls and drank apple juice out of pink, plastic tea cups. A magical mixture that let us transform our world into something new, that let us become someone new as we giggled and sipped the afternoon away.
Katherine
apple.orange.lemon.grape.cranberry.pineapple.
its all goooood.
caitlin
Juicy. Juicer. I gave a juicer to my daughter because she said she wanted one. She liked it for a while but then she left it behind. I kept it for her, for years. Years later, I gave it to her again. I don’t know what she did with it. I bet she left it somewhere or gave it away.
Terese
juice is good
orange juice
apple juice
grape juice
beetle juice, beetle juice, beetle juice!
Megan spencer
juice is good
orange juice
apple juice
grape juice
beetle juice beetle juice
Megan Spencer
I love juice. It is tasty.I feel like it is alive. yum!
ds
Waking up to a cool glass of orange juice may be one of my favorite things, besides a cup of coffee. Orange juice is chock full of vitamin C and Vitamin D if you get the
Emma Stotz
It washed down his throat like a tropical cocktail of fruits from a far distant, exotic island. But then it started to burn. “What is this?!” he choked clawing at his scalding throat.
john walked in to his home from work took off his shoes and tie but the most relieving thing he did was have a glass of juice.
Keith
my brother had a baby language when he was little. one of the words he said was juicawa for juice. He had other words but I think only my mom remembers those. I only remember juicawa because Mom tells the story all the time.
Abby Spadaro
juice is good. juice is delicious sometimes. I like v8 a lot Lemonade is also very tastey. I would rather drink water because juice has a lot of calories, but it’s not on a hot summer day. My mom hates juice because she hates everything in the world that has calories. I hate her right now.
joanna
Ok. New diet. No more hunting down the humans to drink their blood. Today was a fresh start. From this point on I would survive off of blood I can get from the local blood bank. It would taste the same, just no hunting. I turned my Zune up as I jogged through the park, trying to keep my mind off all the cattle that were taunting me, surrounding me. I was going to be good. New Diet. New me. I was going to be a normal person, live as a human amongst the humans. I could do it. I glanced around me, fighting the temptation. Then I noticed a man and woman arguing beneath a nearby tree. Despite my Zune be turned to maximum, I could still hear their shouting. Darn vampire hearing. At least the distraction was helping with my thirst. Suddenly the man punched the woman, knocking her to her knees. I stopped in my tracks, I didn’t even have to look. She was bleeding. Damn it. Guess my new diet would have to wait. A little juice for my run wouldn’t be that bad. Especially if it was his……
I drink juice sometimes, even if I prefer iced tea over it. It is squeezed from fruit. Apple, Pineapple, Grape, Orange, Lemon (even if it is called LemonADE, not Lemon JUICE.)
Happy Day Before Thanksgiving! is what I think…No seriously.. I do not like juice. Any kind is disgusting to me, so yeah. I really dont like it. But it makes me think of Cranberry Juice, that makes me think of Thanksgiving..so Happy Day before Thanksgiving!
The liquid tasted good in my mouth, though I certainly did not look forward to what came next. Brushing your teeth and orange juice just do not go together, which always makes me wonder: who decided to make orange juice a breakfast beverage anyway? People must know everyone brushes their teeth before or after breakfast and orange juice just ruins that.
I reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the bottle of orange juice. I love my juice in the morning. Without it my day just doesn’t seem complete. Do you like Juice?
I love you so. You have helped me through so many dry meals. You have no idea what you mean to me. Thank you for being a friend, through and through. I know that you will always be there, when I need you the most, but pop just has that fizzle I’ve been looking for.
Justin Blake
Lim lim lim, I cannot drink anymore juice. Can you see this. Look. I’m talking to you please. Look at this box of juice. Lim lim lim. It has a straw in it. The straw has touched the juice, lim lim lim. I cannot drink this, please. Please, can I have this juice replaced.
I used to like orange juice. As a child apple juice was my favorite. now i enjoy juice with vodka. I like to drink to get my juices up if you know what i mean. I don’t know what else to write about juice. im not a writer.
Slippery goo that flows from veins and falls beneath my tongue while swirling above minds. This place is frantic, inconsistent but peaceful: in between.
chuck
I dislike the stuff sitting on the table. Apple juice, a liquid that looks amazingly similar to my piss. Beyond the visual unpleasantness, the taste is putrid. I ignore it in favour of glass of water.
The cup was n the table, waiting to be drank by the unsuspecting wife. Her and her husband’s relationship had been on the rocks lately. But he wouldn’t poison her juice would he? Little did she know as she put the porcelin glass to her lips that he would. And did.
I love to drink juice in the morning and in the afternoon, Its pretty healthy and has no calories and makes me stronger and after I drink a glass of juice I can feel with more energy.
Alejandro
it reminds me of the philippines–of home.
all different kinds (pineapple and mango and kalamansi), tasty and wonderful and delicious, and it would dribble down our chins as we laughed at each other (that’s what our family was always like) in the humid heat, and i remember it all.
She ran hurriedly from one room to the other with her toddler attached to her hip. He was whimpering and repeating “jews…jews…” urgently. Finally, she understood…Juice.
all the colours in the world you got orange, apple, which ain’t that opague, and loads more. on days when you’re down it brings you up and when you’re teeth are nice and clean it calls the dentist for you, ain’t that sweet of it. but all in it is pritty sweet.
i want to squeeze it. i want the tangy lemony sweet slippery citrusy dazzling clear fruity juices of your soul. let me feel electric juice.
I set my juice down
and stare at the pancake
with smiley-faced whip cream,
and luscious strawberry eyes.
I wonder what person
could turn this lovable pancake aside
and starve for the way she looks,
how big her hips are
and how long her nose.
How ugly her face is
and how untrimmed her fingernails are.
She must groom,
fix her hair,
put on her makeup,
so when she goes out
to eat a fabulous
smiley face pancake,
she can stare at it
and think the worst;
how that pancake
is manipulating her.
No, she is strong,
she won’t give in.
Not now.
She can’t.
tomatoes and oranges and pineapples are used to make juice. Juicy juice.
juice is nice when its cold, i like orange, green, blue, purple, red and all sorts of juice. it is good for hangovers and is tasty with ice in a clean glass, keep it in the fridge for the best results!
As a child, I loved the sweet taste of liquid sugar that would slip down my throat in a cold, cool caress. It was an advancement for me when I learned that milk was slightly better than juice, because it came from something living and breathing.
i like juice. apple, oranges and grape. i like juice because of its versatility and how everyone can percept juice in a different way. everyone’s mind is different, and so is their juice. juice from a pussy, juice from a penis, juice from boobs. juice can also mean life and taking away someone’s juice is taking away their soul -> death.
I freakin’ love juice. It means everything to me. It represents not only the fluid that runs through my veins, but how I make my living. I’m the Kool-Aid guy. I make my money by peddling my sugary goodness to all the children of the world. Hello cavities!
oh how I love thy sweet taste,
if only my glass was not so small,
then i could drink forever they sweet nectar
I would then be happy for the rest of my days
always content, never thirsty
Juicy fruits hanging from the tree. I reach up and pluck one from the bough. Mmmmm. Juice dribbles down my chin and lands on my brand, new silk blouse. Darn! Off to the cleaners with the cost of cleaning.
There was only a drop of juice left in the juicebox. The little girl smiled and looked at the boy.
“Ya’ want it?” she asked. He shook his head and continued to play in the sand with his toy cars. She looked slightly disappointed as she drank it herself.
For many people the word means gossip but I never hear the word without thinking of OJ Simpson. That’s how old I am. I remember him as the football player and not the slasher.
It was Saturday afternoon and we were alone in the house. Mama had been called in to work again, and we hadn’t seen or heard from Daddy in over three months. It was rainy outside, but we didn’t let that dampen our dreams. We put on straw hats and wrapped feathered boas around our shoulders, sat on the floor with our dolls and drank apple juice out of pink, plastic tea cups. A magical mixture that let us transform our world into something new, that let us become someone new as we giggled and sipped the afternoon away.
apple.orange.lemon.grape.cranberry.pineapple.
its all goooood.
Juicy. Juicer. I gave a juicer to my daughter because she said she wanted one. She liked it for a while but then she left it behind. I kept it for her, for years. Years later, I gave it to her again. I don’t know what she did with it. I bet she left it somewhere or gave it away.
juice is good
orange juice
apple juice
grape juice
beetle juice, beetle juice, beetle juice!
juice is good
orange juice
apple juice
grape juice
beetle juice beetle juice
I love juice. It is tasty.I feel like it is alive. yum!
Waking up to a cool glass of orange juice may be one of my favorite things, besides a cup of coffee. Orange juice is chock full of vitamin C and Vitamin D if you get the
It washed down his throat like a tropical cocktail of fruits from a far distant, exotic island. But then it started to burn. “What is this?!” he choked clawing at his scalding throat.
john walked in to his home from work took off his shoes and tie but the most relieving thing he did was have a glass of juice.
my brother had a baby language when he was little. one of the words he said was juicawa for juice. He had other words but I think only my mom remembers those. I only remember juicawa because Mom tells the story all the time.
juice is good. juice is delicious sometimes. I like v8 a lot Lemonade is also very tastey. I would rather drink water because juice has a lot of calories, but it’s not on a hot summer day. My mom hates juice because she hates everything in the world that has calories. I hate her right now.
Ok. New diet. No more hunting down the humans to drink their blood. Today was a fresh start. From this point on I would survive off of blood I can get from the local blood bank. It would taste the same, just no hunting. I turned my Zune up as I jogged through the park, trying to keep my mind off all the cattle that were taunting me, surrounding me. I was going to be good. New Diet. New me. I was going to be a normal person, live as a human amongst the humans. I could do it. I glanced around me, fighting the temptation. Then I noticed a man and woman arguing beneath a nearby tree. Despite my Zune be turned to maximum, I could still hear their shouting. Darn vampire hearing. At least the distraction was helping with my thirst. Suddenly the man punched the woman, knocking her to her knees. I stopped in my tracks, I didn’t even have to look. She was bleeding. Damn it. Guess my new diet would have to wait. A little juice for my run wouldn’t be that bad. Especially if it was his……
I drink juice sometimes, even if I prefer iced tea over it. It is squeezed from fruit. Apple, Pineapple, Grape, Orange, Lemon (even if it is called LemonADE, not Lemon JUICE.)
Happy Day Before Thanksgiving! is what I think…No seriously.. I do not like juice. Any kind is disgusting to me, so yeah. I really dont like it. But it makes me think of Cranberry Juice, that makes me think of Thanksgiving..so Happy Day before Thanksgiving!
The liquid tasted good in my mouth, though I certainly did not look forward to what came next. Brushing your teeth and orange juice just do not go together, which always makes me wonder: who decided to make orange juice a breakfast beverage anyway? People must know everyone brushes their teeth before or after breakfast and orange juice just ruins that.
I reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the bottle of orange juice. I love my juice in the morning. Without it my day just doesn’t seem complete. Do you like Juice?
I love you so. You have helped me through so many dry meals. You have no idea what you mean to me. Thank you for being a friend, through and through. I know that you will always be there, when I need you the most, but pop just has that fizzle I’ve been looking for.
Lim lim lim, I cannot drink anymore juice. Can you see this. Look. I’m talking to you please. Look at this box of juice. Lim lim lim. It has a straw in it. The straw has touched the juice, lim lim lim. I cannot drink this, please. Please, can I have this juice replaced.
I used to like orange juice. As a child apple juice was my favorite. now i enjoy juice with vodka. I like to drink to get my juices up if you know what i mean. I don’t know what else to write about juice. im not a writer.
Slippery goo that flows from veins and falls beneath my tongue while swirling above minds. This place is frantic, inconsistent but peaceful: in between.
I dislike the stuff sitting on the table. Apple juice, a liquid that looks amazingly similar to my piss. Beyond the visual unpleasantness, the taste is putrid. I ignore it in favour of glass of water.
The cup was n the table, waiting to be drank by the unsuspecting wife. Her and her husband’s relationship had been on the rocks lately. But he wouldn’t poison her juice would he? Little did she know as she put the porcelin glass to her lips that he would. And did.
The juice of life. The juice of love. The juice of everything in you. Let others taste your juice and taste the juice of one you like.
I already did this example! I want another!!! someone is going to be fired!!!
I love to drink juice in the morning and in the afternoon, Its pretty healthy and has no calories and makes me stronger and after I drink a glass of juice I can feel with more energy.
it reminds me of the philippines–of home.
all different kinds (pineapple and mango and kalamansi), tasty and wonderful and delicious, and it would dribble down our chins as we laughed at each other (that’s what our family was always like) in the humid heat, and i remember it all.
Flooding my mouth. Running down my throat. I absorb its sweet texture into my pours.
She ran hurriedly from one room to the other with her toddler attached to her hip. He was whimpering and repeating “jews…jews…” urgently. Finally, she understood…Juice.