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Nov 2015
Betty spaghetti loved Billy beans
Sat upon a hot potatoe
It's all she could dream
Mixed in a sauce of love and suprise
Betty spaghetti had passion in her eyes

Now Billy beans was so mean
With his flick knife and biker chain
Hair slicked back
And a bottle of jack
He was a salads dream

Betty spaghetti didn't care
So long as she was near
And with Billy she knew
Safety would ensue
And the salad shook in fear

But alas just like life
Betty was cut by a knife
And Billy beaten with a spoon
I'm not mad but can food have feelings hahaha
Sin
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