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Lonely Pickle

I'm the last pickle in a jar.
Someone really has to crave me, in order for me to be picked.Β 
I thought life was supposed to be like a box of chocolates?
All I smell is dill flavored vinegar.

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RG

I'm glad you enjoyed, thank you for the heads up. It was really just a random thought, I'm happy for the smile ~RobΒ 

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