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"momofuku" poems
If you visit google's home page today You will see a Japanese man Examining noodles with a microscope Hahaha Thank you Momofuku Ando! For inventing Top Ramen Although not the healthiest choice Here are the sodium levels for each flavor Top Ramen Oriental Flavor-- 800 mg 33% daily value Top Ramen Beef Flavor-- 760 mg 32 % daily value Top Ramen Chicken Flavor-- 910 mg 38% daily value Top Ramen Shrimp Flavor-- 860 mg 36% daily value Top Ramen Picante Beef Flavor-- 780 mg 32% daily value Top Ramen Chili Flavor-- 760 mg 32% daily value If you are watching your sodium levels Stay away from the chicken and shrimp flavors Lol! Many college students Throughout the past few decades Have relied on Top Ramen As they crammed for their exams I have even indulged And enjoyed Top Ramen Once or twice During my early college years
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
A Tribute To Momofuku Ando
and they could all tell that she was writing but no one cared and they continued to speak about cockamamie things and she continued writing realities because fantasies were just too rich and out of reach and bad for her health like a birthday cake shake from the momofuku milk bar right about now...
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 9:29 PM UTC
yarn anklet
Black Life matters Black lifes matters 7am, west Toronto Ontario Efua standing to get a cap in grey hound Canada transportation park She's gotten an interview as a sales girl in momofuku noodles bar She's chosen to be satisfied with the stipend pay promised Atleast it's something, after 2year of longing for a job Oops! back to my story It's 11;15am already efua is stranded and frustrated already (sighs..) Then a mail popped on her Sagem mobile (Gush, who the hell Still uses that device in this era, but what matters is she's happy, so it's not of my business) The mail reads! Miss Nana Efua, sorry or restaurant wouldn't be able to fix an appointment or interview for you anymore, you're time off, check back some other times. Wuu that's pathetic but why couldn't she make up with time, or maybe let's ask her instead How mean could the world be what's wrong with being black (wails..) "Let me interrupt from here, probably we've gotten the hint to this misery from her, A poor little girl can't be picked up by a cap, because is a black, But what do they really think of us, slaves or waa! There's nothing left for we with the different skin canvas in the black lands, We seek refuge in a no man's land yet being treated like a fallen angel Our life matters, it doesn't start when we're pined and couldn't breathe It starts when our ancestors sold us for mirrors and gun powders Let me ask before I break my pen are our ancestors whites too aren't they blacks The truth! Black life matters
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Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 9:00 PM UTC
Black life matters
Black Life matters Black lifes matters 7am, west Toronto Ontario Efua standing to get a cap in grey hound Canada transportation park She's gotten an interview as a sales girl in momofuku noodles bar She's chosen to be satisfied with the stipend pay promised Atleast it's something, after 2year of longing for a job Oops! back to my story It's 11;15am already efua is stranded and frustrated already (sighs..) Then a mail popped on her Sagem mobile (Gush, who the hell Still uses that device in this era, but what matters is she's happy, so it's not of my business) The mail reads! Miss Nana Efua, sorry or restaurant wouldn't be able to fix an appointment or interview for you anymore, you're time off, check back some other times. Wuu that's pathetic but why couldn't she make up with time, or maybe let's ask her instead How mean could the world be what's wrong with being black (wails..) "Let me interrupt from here, probably we've gotten the hint to this misery from her, A poor little girl can't be picked up by a cap, because is a black, But what do they really think of us, slaves or waa! There's nothing left for we with the different skin canvas in the black lands, We seek refuge in a no man's land yet being treated like a fallen angel Our life matters, it doesn't start when we're pined and couldn't breathe It starts when our ancestors sold us for mirrors and gun powders Let me ask before I break my pen are our ancestors whites too aren't they blacks The truth! Black life matters
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