Poem about the joys of eating French Fries.

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I love eating French Fries.

I love when they’re nice and thick.

I’ll eat a ton of them

Until I’m just plain sick.

Oh sure my stomach will protude,

And my doctor will sound the alarm.

He’ll tell me to stop eating this junk,

And warn me that I’m doing much harm.

But I can’t get over their delicious taste.

I just can’t get enough.

So I’m destined to fill my tummy with them

Until I’m as big as a giant cream puff.

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