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Feb 2022
I was talking to the french fries
about my love of golden brown
You  know how you are in a salty
conversation and you don't know
how you got there when you only
and then that plunge into hot oil
that you know is so-oo unhealthy
and that burn you love that burn
and that shake of salt is the light
of day and you pull up a shake
and slake that crunch's salty wake
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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