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Fish Fry

Fish, fried, baked or breaded
Along with lettuce shredded

Fries, pizza, and cheese sticks
Coffee, cakes that pass our lips

With friends that share our thoughts
Talking, laughing about their plots

It's a thing we can't pass by
Officially called a Church Fish Fry

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Region, Country: USA Pennsylvania, USA

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Geezer

Geezer

2 years 4 months ago

A nice...

snapshot of a day at the Church Fish Fry! Only thing I see to fix, is the omission of the apostrophe in [can't]. ~ Geezer.
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