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Peel my skin, rub in salt --
marinate in curds, or spice me sharp.
Keep me whole, slit on the side;
shred fine or slice me large.
Leave no fluid, fry till dry;
cook me rare or bake on high.
Garnish with garlic, stuff onions;
blend in sugar or lace with mint.
Dip in gravy, dress me in sauce;
green I stay like a vegan cause.
Mask me with flavors, sweet, sour, hot --
bitter ever, like truth, I taste alas.
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