oreo land

(a poem about the oreo cookie)

Imagine a land were everything is oreos. you could take a bite out of a car. a plane. a fridge, a frog, you could bite the traffic lights. bite the stupid knights. bite a tree, the oreo land is the best, better than the rest you can bite a dirty log, bite your naighbour’s dog, you could even bite the postman

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