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Soft, pale elbows pile on top of each other, like toys in a claw machine. Elbows are showered in a mixture of milk, butter and sharp cheddar. A blanket of colby jack acts as the elbow’s protector, making the claw above invisible. A shadow approaches the elbows, ready to seize them. The prongs scoop the elbows up, And start to raise them high above, dripping off the excess. The claw got the ultimate prize. A creamy prongful of elbows and sauce.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
The Ultimate Prize
Soft, pale elbows pile on top of each other, like toys in a claw machine. Elbows are showered in a mixture of milk, butter and sharp cheddar. A blanket of colby jack acts as the elbow’s protector, making the claw above invisible. A shadow approaches the elbows, ready to seize them. The prongs scoop the elbows up, And start to raise them high above, dripping off the excess. The claw got the ultimate prize. A creamy prongful of elbows and sauce.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
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