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Can You Tell?

I personally

Love food comas;

And cookie periods,

And gumbo

Exclamation marks!

The're the best!

And semicolon pies,

Oh man...

And peach cobbler

Parenthesis,

They're perfect

With scoops

Of delicious vanilla

Question marks

With a drizzle

Of caramel

Quotation marks,

Oh no!

I'm going

Into an

Anaphylactic shock

From the forward slash

And back slash

Layered lasagna,

I'm going comatose!

Quick! make me some alphabet soup!

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nestor-david-armas
41 / M / American
Published
Jan 14, 2013
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