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Nov 2013
i'm  a hungry child in Americia and all I  is dream of food, eating chips candy cookies,every chance that comes,surely doesn't help my mood,crying on mama's shoulder for a little more to eat,the small donuts that I saw in the supermarket  would be a great stomach treat,i'm hungry,i'm so hungry, hamburgers and fries steak withbrown gravy,are dancing before my eyes.mama loves me, I know that she really cares,but she eat noodles every meal before my birth ,so that's why I came out of her womb, impaired,hungry in America,the greatest country in the world,and there are so many others like myself ,out there,many hungry little boys and girls,hungry,will the nightmare ever really end ? so hungry ,waiting for the gridlock between the President and both houses in Washington to mend,can't they come together for my sake,and be friends,and not fool the Nation or me with their phony promises and lies just to get elected to office again,because,i'm hungry.
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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