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new oven conversation

I need a new oven I say Mine takes a week to get to four hundred You only bake pizza and cookies, argues my only husband Never will I bake again, until I get a new oven I retort This one is fine, he argues If we had to sell this house, we would have to buy a new one This would pass inspection, he says That night he had to wait fifteen minutes For the slowest oven in the Midwest to go from 360 to 425 I think you are right, he agreed

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