How wonderful you are.
Filled with tacoy goodness
That everyone loves.
BUT! You, my wonderful taco
Must be eaten
For you are just so dang tasty.
So I bite into you
Tasting your wonderful taconess.
I stared at your insides and
Wrote this short poem.
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I am filled with sadness
My little eaten taco.
For you are gone.
I know youll be back sooner or later
But in a stinky brown form.
I dont know if I can handle your disgusting form,
Ill still love you
Even if you live in my toilet.
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You were flushed today
My little taco.
I cried.
I miss you.
You sweet little taco you.
The End.
Aww. It ended... grossly.
Wasn't that cute? I know it was.
