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Sample Sally
Dearest Sally; your foods gone dry; it's reached the end of day.
You think about your garbage pail and waste you'll leave today.
But I am near, you see me come and pity my thin build.
You give to me your dried out food; the samples till I am filled.
So thanks I say for all you give, each sample from the oil
and peace and joy within your kitchen, forever may you toil.
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