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Mar 4
they sold buy one take one holiday hams at march and that was the best thing ever

and i sleep well into the afternoon to hide from that horrid sun

you guys sat on my living room couch smelling December emerge from deep freeze and exclaimed, how did it get there

and i told you, no, breakfast for dinner

every time you're with me you'll be treated with my simple pleasures

warm rice and egg and some ham or bacon

and soup because it's cold, or coffee because it's hot outside

every time i serve my ham and eggs i look at you and your plate and wonder, well how long did you expect to eat these again

i don't think christmas is only for december, or moon cakes only for spring

i think the little pleasures don't need to be any less simpler, or one at a time

they sold buy one take one holiday hams at march and i wonder

no, sometimes it'll be as simple as that
please do not judge me for eating breakfast for dinner
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