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As their savory odor drifts upward, a dreamy look will overspread your countenance, and as you taste their rare succulence, their yielding tenderness, their glorious just-off-the-vine flavor, a feeling of blissful satisfaction will literally permeate you.
Advertisement for frozen peas in The New Yorker, January 1936
It's never to late
To succumb to a date
that's plump
as a camel's hump
And far sweeter
than an old potate(r).
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