Cracker Packs
A simple store bought cracker pack is all I really need and if I had the choice to, it’s all I’d ever eat.
It’s clear and noisy wrapper never fails to bring me joy like a puppy with a bone and a toddler with a toy.
The crunchy, salty crackers always fill me with delight their creamy cheese or peanut butter are good in day or night.
So you can have your caviar and other fancy foods, but cracker pack if you can hear me, I would still choose you.
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