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[aid] => mick
[title] => SALAD CREAM
[time] => 2004-05-16 15:38:47
[hometext] => A saucy tale! :P
[bodytext] => Now I must debate where this product should live, Is it up in the cupboard or down in the fridge? I have a theory and it's not about heat, It's all based around the foul smell of my feet. You see the salad cream feels that in the fridge door, He's too near my feet and will stand it no more, So late in the night he will make his own way, To up in the cupboard where all the jams stay, He'll hide there unknown, up away from my feet, But the jokes on him, 'cos i'll eat him next week! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 7 [informant] => key-holegolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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