Fried Mushrooms Poem by Jerry Lawrence

Fried Mushrooms



Moans Of D-Liciousness Realized.
Surprised @, This Stomach, So D-Lighted.
N-Vited, Here, By Who I Long Ago B-Friened,2 B So Perfectly Treated.
D-Feated Hungers, Tasting Repeated.

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I've Loved Mushrooms Since I Was Small.
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