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Donuts Come and Go

Donuts come and donuts go, because they're round, and so when you take them off the fire, they're shaped like a rubber tire, with a hole right in the middle - they ain't no pancake from a griddle. Where do the donuts go? Don't ask me, I don't know.

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Date: 7/4/2025 3:45:00 PM
I know where they go, in one’s mouth and tummy, that’s because they’re truly yummy… Beryl
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David Crandall
Date: 7/4/2025 3:53:00 PM
Haha, so that's where those donuts went. They start in one's mouth and then make their descent!

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