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Lex Brad Sep 2014
That taste of sunshine.
Oh how that spicy glow fills my mouth with warmth.
That burp of fireworks you get,
from the steamed after taste.
Talk about “hot” breath!
Scorching everyone’s face you have
spoken with.
Why?

Because of that good ol’ taste of sunshine. Quick!
Everyone gather around as we
lift our forks and knives to the sky.
Take a bite before it’s too late!
The sun will set any minute now.
But now our bellies are full,
full of that delicious, spicy
taste of sunshine.
That good ol’ taste of sunshine.

May you rise again the next morning.
We are prepared to eat again,
after the moon had vanished.
We feel your warmth touch
our faces and empty bellies.
May we never go hungry again.
Why?
Because of that good ol’ taste of sunshine,
that we love so dearly!
We always take time to value
the sun. Nothing beats that yummy,
fireball of Vitamin D.

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