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A simple store bought cracker pack is all I really need and if I had the choice to, it’s all I’d ever eat.    It’s clear and noisy wrapper never fails to bring me joy like a puppy with a bone and a toddler with a toy.  
A grounded bean is all it takes Brewed and creamed Dined with a cake   In the morning or afternoon Black or sweetened I have to choose Oh! what cup Shall I use?
I've lived in a house full of groans,  and understood why my mom had problems getting loans,  she screamed and yelled and screamed,  my brothers and I looked very steamed,  she said,"I can't take you anymore!"
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