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Italia Pasta

When I think of my favourite food my mind thinks of a wonderful land one shaped similar to a boot it's capital is so very grand So my favourite food is Italia Pasta those lovely strands made so slender such smoothness made to a T your taste buds feel it so tender There's so many kinds of variety such a lot to even mention but gives such a great taste for it always holds your attention When made together with succulent meat topped over with real creamy cheese O the thought just fills your mind it's really just the bees knees I could have it every night breakfast lunch dinner and tea but too much of a good thing makes the tummy too big to see!

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