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HOW DO YOU WANT IT CUT?
 
Bimbette ordered herself
A small pizza to go
“How do you want it cut”?
The guy asked, then
“Do you want it cut?
Into ten slices or eight”
“Oh just eight
I’m not hungry enough for ten”

By Biggus

© 2012 Biggus (All rights reserved)

 

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