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Oct 2017
I wonder if there's anything for me to fend

Then I realize that food is my friend

Is there anything else quite like it?

Without it i have a mean spirit

FOOD

Why you have to be so good?

I cant stop loving you if I tried

It's just the way your chicken is fried

You're beginning to make me fat!

But choosing to stop I can't argue that

Food is the greatest
This wasnt made to be serious :)
John Nickerson
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John Nickerson  17/M/Ohio
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