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| Dafremen |
Let's hear it all of you pickled pepper addicts. The raw fish and wasabe crowd has had their chance. Now let's hear it for some TRULY tasty fair! Let's hear your thoughts on the mighty jalapeño: Oh jalapeño, you cannot know The flame you wrench from my bunghole The searing scarring puckering That emanates from there The trickling of drool to chin The pickling my stool is in From sampling your fare Shed not a tear for the jalapeño It's crunch is not quite lost Mourn not quite yet It's loss nor regret The throat down which it was tossed Shed not a tear for the jalapeño It's favors do not pretend In tacos, in beers Through screams and through tears It shows all who's boss in the end. |
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