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This zombie woke up
with food on its mind. The smell, a delicious smell, drifted in his nose. Amigos he thought with a smile and a step. Fooood others called and Amigos is his favorite place. Lines: 8 Please rate this low! Poetry Zombies want one star for their best work! Written for "Poetry Zombies: Dawn of the Dreck!"
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