Can of Tuna!
I badly want to tell you about tuna I suggest you buy some sometime at the store Canned tuna has its faults we are all sure Like some pickled goods in too much glass Luxurious things to be consumed in comfort I find the availability ecstatically humorous Things still freely for sale upon the shelf You could get small onions if you so please But cleanly boiled fish compactly provided Sure is a solid bargain for the average me At some stage in life there comes a phase Where one has to realize and be elated About being able to look forward to tuna Even while I am writing this I yearn for The sweet sustenance previously acquired
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What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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