Pickles<3
by Sydnie Wright
(Valley Center, Kansas)
Pickles are like heaven in my mouth.
They are as green as the color of my teacher's rug.
Pickles prance playfully through my fridge.
Pickles taunt my tongue with tingling tastes.
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