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Pickles and ice cream 🥒🍦
They taste so weird together
Wonderful apart -
Fascists are red
Wokesters are blue
America's fucked
And so are youSorry - couldn't think of a sweet bit.
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Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
Then Noem shot it. -
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Violets and roses are edible and have a slightly sweet flavor while oleander, foxglove, hydrangeas and others
Will kill you -
How sweet and sour Echo makes
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Love them little Gummy Bears
Gummy Bears what I love to eat
Bite they little heads off
Nibble on they tiny feet -
There once was a chef from New York;
Forgot to refrigerate pork.
It’s such a late hour,
Make it sweet and sour.
Good camo — I’m sure that will work! -
Wee, sweetet, souran, tim’rous beastie
Apologies to Robert Burns.
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#HashtagGamesThe Trail of the Lonesome Pineapple.
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#SweetAndSourPoetryWild Kingdom's host, Marlin Perkins
Wondered what could he catch a wild turk in.
He interviewed locals
Who were taciturn yokels
So he just ate lunch: a jar of gherkins. -
Parting is such sweet sour.
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The Beach Boys: Cabinessence
I want to watch you windblown facing
Waves of wheat for your embracing
Folks sing a song of the grangeNestle in a kiss below there
The constellations ebb and flow there
AndS WITNESS OUR home on the range -
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our sour;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our tarter taste, a solid boon! -
Am I a man dreaming of being a butter pickle,
Or a butter pickle, dreaming of being a man? -
--Kraut, Kraut! -- by Robert Frost
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I saved the bestest piece of cake
Just for you -
The Children's Sour
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The Days of Wine Gums and Roses
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Once upon a midnight library, heard from yonder, "Hello, Sweetie!"
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly daffy, suddenly it came, sticky as taffy,
As of some dark shadow wrapping, wrapping round my chamber door.
“’Tis some Vashta Nerad,” I sputtered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only saved and nothing more.” -
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey and lemon still for tea?
