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Sunday, November 24, 2024

WHEN DESPERATE, YOU EAT THE SKIN

I dug taters out of the ground, so I could have some dinner,
Just one tater came from the hole, it was massive, a winner,
But, it was full of worms,
I had come to terms,
I fried the peels in bacon grease, I was a tater skinner.

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