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Oct 2014
the help at McDonald's
I am salty and crisp
like an order of fries,
I am an ***.

I order, every time,
a dozen oysters,
****       off the youngsters,
or    confuse.

One  once, a young cute girl,  laughed
until she ****** all over.

Such a scene.

I would get ****** too, at 7 bucks an hour.
wordvango
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