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CANDY'S WEDDING

CANDY'S WEDDING

When I get married I want it to be with a big pile of candy.
Randy I’d be if the rings were sour-keys.
A fruit roll-up suit with a corsage made from iced cream.
Bubble-tape, gum-shoes with confetti big- league chew.
Fun-dip after party with neat shots of maple syrup.
Snorting crushed-up smarties.
No room for kale or turnips.

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