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The White Castle PoemThe White Castle Poem By Brandon RoachThe White Castle Poem
Cramps,cramps, needles peircing through my gut. The pain injected. The sweet syndrome of delicious pain we call, white castle. You pop in another, and another till you reach the brim, but the bulging bubble belly makes you hurt. Your eyes turn yellow and your cheeks red. The pain's almost unbearable. While you try to sleep hoping the pain will be eased by some exertion of which your tummy tumbles the salad of grease, and what seems to be beef. Lasts for a couple days. you w
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