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Nov

4

Food Court

I am assailed by your sweet voice promising paradise but delivering hell

You tempt me when I am week and then cause me agony when I succumb

I curse you Food court, you vile den of temptation and inequity.

Why can I not stand against your sirens song.

Rating: 4.5/10 (2 votes cast)

Nov

3

So True

Glistening in the harsh sun

Sweat mingles tempting on my brow

A promise of sweet temptation

Orange Chicken is my lover

Rating: 4.0/10 (3 votes cast)

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