The Bottle of Vinegar

As I dashed down the street I came upon a market.I grabbed a bottle of vinegar, and I rushed home to my soup that was boiling over.I screamed “CRIKEY”, I poured the white vinegar into the soup, it simmered down, the soup was safe.Until the turkey started to burn in the oven, I pulled it out right in time, crispy but done. Beep,Beep,Beep!The potatoes were done boiling, I soon mashed it up and added my special touch, vinegar, it tasted salty, just how I like it. My feast was done, I sat down in my sorrows as I ate alone.

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