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A variation of Baklava
made the Mongols
Rise up and collide
with the Chinese
potatoes alone 
sustained Irish farmers
when there was nothing
else to eat
In my own version of this
I eat a bowl of spicy noodles
in the nude
and think of you.
daniel talsky ©2001