Long Live The Pickle Freaks

by RainbowSlider   Apr 17, 2007


Yell it loud.
Say it proud.
Cucumbers beware.
We don't share.
Some like it dill.
We love it still.
Some like it sweet.
It still can't be beat.
Any way; Dice or split.
Even if you spice it.
Take our pickle; We'll fight.
Pickles lovers Unite.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Isabella

    This made shake a bit with pent up laughter. Thank Godess, I didn't chuckle.

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