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The Campbell Kid

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Chicken soup is a soup made from chicken, simmered in water, usually with various other ingredients. The classic chicken soup consists of a clear chicken broth, often with pieces of chicken or vegetables; common additions are pasta, and noodles.

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Welcome... Here you will be exposed to all the innermost thoughts of a can of soup. Take the leap and dive into the chicken and noodle to discover a world of creepy tales and biting nails. Plunge into the twisted yet hilarious mind of your favorite campbells man. Sit back, relax, and sink into these deep thoughts in noodle soup. You have been warned!

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Kasey's Kitty

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Kasey cut her kitties hair 
Day and night they said

Kasey licked the kitty clean 
Until the cat laid dead

“Now what to do?” Kasey sighed
Tugging at a thread
 
“I am quite peckish” Kasey yawned
Scratching her sleepy head
 
“I've got it now!” Kasey screeched
And upon the cat she fed

Kasey ate her kitty gone 
And then she went to bed

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When The Wind Was Bitter

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He used to whisper about that day. “It was cold” he said to me one afternoon when the leaves were dry and the wind was bitter and strong. “I remember.” When he talked to me his eyes clouded up and he spoke very little of the past. “She was beautiful...” he muttered one hot summer afternoon when the sun went down and the stars shone through the window, dancing on his face. He speaks of her often. Many things about...

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(FRI) END

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He thought she looked at him different 
He thought that pieces of string could hold together 
Two fragments of a broken picture frame
as long as you used enough craft clue
  
He thought he saw her whisper
He heard her tongue against her teeth
Hand against her sides 
Knife against his chest
Whispering 

He thought he saw her in the fire
And when the fire went out 
He lit it again
Built back up the sticks 
Striked two rocks...

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(FRI) END

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He thought she looked at him different 
He thought that pieces of string could hold together 
Two fragments of a broken picture frame
as long as you used enough craft clue
  
He thought he saw her whisper
He heard her tongue against her teeth
Hand against her sides 
Knife against his chest
Whispering 

He thought he saw her in the fire
And when the fire went out 
He lit it again
Built back up the sticks 
Striked two rocks...

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Salt

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The slight wind wafts it over to me. The scent lingers on my tongue and pours out my eyes. Salt... a seasoned dish of memories and summer nights illuminated by the campfire at Bob’s Pine Grove and the shine of the sun through an off white Haribo gummy bear. The thoughts of glass rounded by the rough seas, aloe Vera plants at a cottage, an emerald dolphin, and a mouth full of sand drift in and out of consciousness...

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Crispy Fingernail Eating

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Crisp
They slide down her throat
Scraping the sides of her esophagus 
Leaving small scratches 
and sticking into her tongue

Fresh Fingernails
Fished fast from the floor
At Sally’s house they tasted better 
But Bruno always brought the best

“Yum yum” she whispered
Toenails tasted totally fine 
But fingernails felt more... flavorful
Fruitful, friendly, favorite

Fingernails
  

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Boundaries And Personal Space?

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It was dull this afternoon. Usually she baked, but today... today she was quiet. She shuffled over to me, her slippers disturbing the pink shag carpet below her feet activating the faint smell of wet dog. She set something on the floral couch in the corner, then continued her prolonged limp towards the dark oak table where I sat. I slight breeze blew through the window and gave me a chill. Something wasn’t right. My heart beat faster as she...

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Broken Pieces In My Finger

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“How funny...” she whispered under her breath. It was cold that afternoon and the the windows still sat wide open. “36 candles.” The ice felt cold on her hands but she still had to hold it, she still had to. “Forty five minutes.” Somewhere eyes were watching a little girl pack her bags, and somewhere else eyes were seeing their son for the first time. “92 colors.” Those shoes cut into her heels and she began to bleed. Her hands...

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Smiles And Scraped Up Knees: An Original Song On The Ukulele

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Verse: C G Am F
Chorus: G F Am C
Bridge: F G C A
Strum pattern: Down, down, up, up, down 

(Verse 1)
(C G Am F)
So when I see you
Oh My feet are cold
(C G Am F) 
Now my ears are bleeding 
I just didn’t know 

(Chorus)
(G F Am C) 
Oh you used to be 
Smiles and scraped up knees
(G F Am C)
I just want to see 
Come sit next to me

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