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Smile!

When I opened the fridge,
And to my surprise,
There was nothing for me to eat.

My growling stomach
Hinted my way,
“Feed me, I’m freakin’ hungry!”

Mind in debate,
To cook or to buy,
O lazy crazy self.

To buy means less time,
Meaning less hustle too,
So I drove to buy my food.

Stomach growling no more,
Finally full and content,
A smile curved up my lips,
And hopefully, so have yours,
So SMILE!

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