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"Soul Dining&Quot;

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He was aware not to swear anything at his life's dinner table
where there was no candle light appearance;
but the presence of requisite silverware to dine on his soul food
seemed to be the only life saver.
After countless negotiations with destined verity,
he resolved to learn to use the spoon of his isolation
(Like a three-year-old adventurous boy
whose mother promised to take him to the zoo,
after finishing his meal, using the spoon)
He began to feel comatose at the table
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Dah Helmer 26 October 2012
Klassic Khan! Intelligent, smooth, and delicious.
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