Soup
Consumption past the expiry date
By Rush KatrakPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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Inside of my French Onion soup
Was cheese that was clumped in a goop.
The tiniest bite,
Caused digestive plight.
And I lost all control of my poop.
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