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The Worst Sounding Restaurants in the World - FUK MI SUSHI & SEAFOOD

The tide was out and I looked about and smelled the sea born air.
The breeze was faint but it had that taint, like someone didn’t care.
It could have been fish or a seafood dish, or a woman’s underwear.
Whatever it was, caused a pause, she should’ve changed her pair.
She won’t last longer, as a fishmonger, I hope she’s brought a spare.
I could’ve been wrong but the smell was strong, nearly everywhere.
Then I cried as eyeballs spied, “The FUK MI Restaurant’s over there.”
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