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Dec 2012
Why do you make me cry?
Hidden between bread and
four turkey slices.
Hold's a delight so wonderful,
I can't describe.
Some bitter, some sweet.
Oh they're sure a treat to eat.
Red, White, Vidalia sweet.
My tummy screams, heartburn,
it begins. Prilosec OTC, not again.
Those **** onions, they always win.
Β© 2012 Christina Jackson
lol @ this poem, sorry for the corniness of this! Had to throw in a funny one.
Christina Jackson
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Christina Jackson  29/F/FL, USA
(29/F/FL, USA)   
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