When Itachi Loved Pickles
Itachi loved his pickles,
more than any other dared.
He ate them with pleasure everyday,
without a single care.
He crunched into them slowly,
and savored every bite.
Then drank the sauer, saure juice,
and did so with delight.
His fingers smelled of vinegar,
his hair in disarray.
For all he ever did in life,
was eat pickles everyday.
His mouth began to turn bright green,
from his teeth unto his tongue.
His life was seeming out the door,
and then the door glocke rang.
There stood an elderly woman,
with hair so stiff and gray.
She gave Itachi a smile and said,
"Hello sir, good day."
Itachi stared at...
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