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Hamburger Helper

By sidewinder adult

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To this skillet I will add the right spice, the right sauce, to make a magnificent meal, For you  and I with a caring hand, The right side of beef in a grinder of love, Your stomach thinks of me as a thief, To cause it such longing to eat you flavored beef, My heart shall be wallowing in the simmering grease, And in the following day you will find those tastes held sublime, Rich and exotic, Forever held in memory within my soul, And so the story goes, I am too cheap to buy steak, So give me ground beef, I am cheap, Almost free, But O'lord.... Where's the beef ? June 30, 2000 By: B.E. Whitehorn, Adrennia Cooper, Allan Perry, William Randol & Bill Swan Written January 26th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 05:59 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn    adult_humor

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