My friends and I were at a big birthday bash for my neighbor last night and there was a live band. At the end of the night the lead singer was systematically praising all of the awesome party food. The last and most decorated ode was to the spinach dip my mom made. To quote the band:
"And that green stuff! What was it? Spinach dip? Damn! That stuff was good! I wanted to dive into it and then write a poem about it! "
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