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In the middle of the night I awoke With a lion growling in my stomach So carefully and without a sound, I made my way upstairs and into the kitchen To fetch a delicious snack for this lion That calls itself my stomach As I opened the refrigerater And as the pale white light it emitted Illuminated the room, My eyes began to scan the shelves for something to eat. When all of the sudden They landed on a strange Blackish- brownish- greenish Lump. What is this strange lump? I thought to myself. So with the bravery of a thousand warriors, I extended my arm And lifted the container. I removed the lid. And inside What I found Was What used to be an avocado. I went back to bed.
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Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 1:36 AM UTC
What Used to be an Avocado
In the middle of the night I awoke With a lion growling in my stomach So carefully and without a sound, I made my way upstairs and into the kitchen To fetch a delicious snack for this lion That calls itself my stomach As I opened the refrigerater And as the pale white light it emitted Illuminated the room, My eyes began to scan the shelves for something to eat. When all of the sudden They landed on a strange Blackish- brownish- greenish Lump. What is this strange lump? I thought to myself. So with the bravery of a thousand warriors, I extended my arm And lifted the container. I removed the lid. And inside What I found Was What used to be an avocado. I went back to bed.
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Annasus
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Annasus
Portland, Oregon, USA
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 1:36 AM UTC
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