Good Turnd Bitter
Boy...... Don't come beggin for me!
Please?
You were sweeter than any sugar.
But you turnd bittter
And I'm throwing the old sugar out.
I hate to, but the good stuff went bad.
I still love sugar, just not the moldy kind.
I hope you fill the next bowl, with all the sugar that you have!
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