Ode to a Lil' Mint

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Oh mint, how you make my mouth water,

You taste so good -- nothing like fodder.

You make my breath smell like a rush of fresh air.

Everyone's jealous -- they say it's not fair.

I can always count on you when I need you the most,

Like when I ate that garlic dip on burnt toast.

Oh mint, how I'm grateful for everything you do.

No one can freshen my breath as well as you.





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