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In Observance of Cole Slaw

My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on

I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didnít make it often
But when she did Ö.

Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I donít try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
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