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Shell Poem

As I gaze in the center of my shell,
First it's a bannana cream pie,
Taunting me as I finish my dinner,
And then it's a lemon cookie with chocolate sprinkles,
Just sitting there waiting to be eatin.
And then it's a pickle,
It's a yellow pickle.
Then it becomes a lemon,
A juicy ripe lemon.
And now it's a tasty lemonade sucker,
But with a missing stick.
And now it's a lemon cream filled donut,
And now I am hungary.