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Meats recalled, throw them away.
A shortage of baby formula today.
Inflation is increasing to the moon;
I wonder how much gas will be in June.
“I’ll circle back,” but they never do
No questions answered; you know it’s true.
They make promises they never keep;
they are wolves; we are sheep.
You say, brother, “What shall I do?”
Trust the Lord to see you through.
Updated May 18th: gas prices from where I live: Yesterday morning, gas where I live, was $ 4.05 a gallon; it is 4.49 as of today. A 44 cent increase
Update May 19:
My apologies for any misinformation or inconvenience concerning where to get baby formula.
Be aware of possible baby formula scams online.
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