Trojan Yogurt

Like the horse,
It’s named not for where it came from,
But what it broke. Filtered through walls of cheesecloth
To lose the way.
The product is distributed too evenly,
So we bribe it with berries,
Lobby mom for the crunch of granola,
And whisper honey into every spoon
When no one is looking.
In the end each bite is unique,
Each flavor distinctly American.

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