How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee in my scratch birthday cake making it moist and sticky.
I love thee in my buttercream frosting. Smooth and Creamy.
Absence has madeth the heart grow fonder.
I long for our former years whenst thee were just a short Wal-Mart jaunt away.
Dairy ghee holdeth not a candle to thee.
Oh Crisco, I love you. (Even though my skinny,over exercised, health conscious friends are now cringing at the thought of you)
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From someone who you may consider over-exercised, DITTO.
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