Mr. Mayonaise
Hey there jar of Mr. Mayonaise
what is the latest craze
staring at your jar
in a daze
just a spread
laying dead
on a piece of bread
hope it makes my day
taste better
next time maybe butter
what makes me love her
always wanting more
expecting a sweet sunflower
a taste of flavor
my soul to savor
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