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Feb 2017
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Fry
Fry
Laugh
Fry
Survive
Don't get eaten.
Gluttons.
It will always be us,
Home.
Glory
Merciless
Merciful.
This is our circle,
Crinkle cut & deep fried.
Waffle cut
Curly
& Seasoned.
Get the ketchup
& Drown our starch.
We are crispy.
We are family.
We are fries...
& This is our box.
Steffanie
Written by
Steffanie  Florida
(Florida)   
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