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July Chinese Restaurant Poem
Taking off the covers
steaming nourishing
always spicy clotheless
and screaming hot.
These booths cannot contain
the Kung-Pao, the
resolute diving into water,
you fever my brow.
Cannot stand the agony,
so sit and wait for
your second course,
soothing and liquid,
moaning.
Very passionate. The trouble with Chinese food is that it doesn't last long does it.