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Dec 2015
I found you at the salad bar
atop a mountain of greens and chick peas.

I shouted inside but as far as I can tell
my sound still reached you on that peak.

Reverberating heart beats
off artichokes, herbs and broccoli.
if i weren't choking on my words
I would've invited her to coffee.
I've made the same mistake before
Hopefully this one's not as costly.
That's awfully large salad
I just wish you would toss me.
your perfectly off beat,
bump your own ****, no dre beats
Yeah, I'm red headed but hate beets
unless their from your garden.

Biological phenomenon,
I'm sorry to beg your pardon
I've had communication breakdowns
since led zeppelin got started
Sometimes I feel hardly there,
someone most can barely share a meal with
who doesn't care if any spectacle's real
but as long as you eat here
I'll keep the vegetables chilled.
Written by
Jabber Alexander  Boone
(Boone)   
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