Recipe - Successfully

     I tried to skin her, but no dice
        Tried again, no luck twice

     Cut her with a knife, an utter failure
        So, I stood her up, tried to impale her

     When that didn’t work, I felt like a jerk
        Time for some hands-on handiwork

      I shook her and squeezed her, out came her juice
        All squishy and gushy, her moorings came loose

      Honest to goodness, she smelled sweet from all angles ~
        Mangoes taste best slightly chilled if serving them mangled
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January 15, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Ha ha Geshon in the beginning it seemed like a serial killer was at work. I am glad the ending was a Mango lol. Great writing my friend and leading the reader into your trap lol
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