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THE MAYONNAISE MAN The trade Mr. Fernandes plied, In which to the people he supplied, The worst mayonnaise, heavily ryed, With all the FDA rules, he usually complied, The customers all, on him they relied, Although they knew that sometimes he lied, They all bought from him, but back home they cried, Since quality was what they had been denied, They tried, they tried, they really tried, To eat that mayo, seasoned and ryed, But alas! After eating it, most of them died. The prompt was: A monorhyme, with at least eight lines, using a verb, any verb. ©Dr. Taher
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