Junk Food Sweet-sour pork, Hong-Kong style, couldn’t kill you, nor could Cadbury’s cream eggs by the box. When you lay there, so solid and still, you were strong, they said. Strong as an ox. That powerful heart should be beating. Those great arms should be round your wife. All that loving and laughing and eating should be feeding your hunger for life. June 7th, 2001 |
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