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Your probably wondering why this poem is called J. It's because there aren't any Js
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
Celery *****
almost as much as brussel sprouts
it tastes like dirt
and feels like a twig
I don't know why
anyone even has it in their fridge
You know what also *****
Obama
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC