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life 1 min read 577 views Sep 17, 2016

When my cookies tossed

WTF Ralph and Chuck? Woke up to a throw up! Web MD diagnosis not drunk, 3am what's the answer? Best case food poising, worst case cancer, Sat up, acid reflux? Was it fast food or that pie crust? Cleaned up, washed off, but still can't go back to sleep, Throat's burning, disconcerting, plus I think I just ruined the sheets, And pillows in the hotel's bed, I'll leave a large tip and an apology note by the remains, stains brown and red, with that Big Mac, apple pie, fries and ketchup I paid the cost, Still can't explain, apologize for the mess and stains from when my cookies tossed...

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