I recently came across a notebook containing "The Adventures of Buzzie and Poindexter," a work of fiction which I wrote when I was 13 years old. Here's an excerpt, a description of a giant hamburger:
I stood in awe of the burger's great height: 20,000 feet! And oh, the tons of American cheese gently dripping from the sides like moss on a tree, gently strewn by gentle hands, like tinsel, or garland draping the yuletide fir! And the sesame seeds! Sprinkled like golden tears of joy, round and crisp, yet ovoid and soft! Filled with a soft greasy yet light fluid, covered with a shell as strong as it is weak! Yes, the sesame seed is a seed of contradictions! Sprinkled gaily, as if by a sprite tossing rose petals in an enchanted forest, on a lightly toasted yet crunchy and satisfied bun! Strong and husky, but still giving way to the long, loving, firm, never failing teeth of yours and my mouth! And, oh, the pickles! Yecch! But, ah, there is the lettuce! Crisp, clean, cool, wet, strong lettue! And the two all-beef, all beef, mind you, patties. Yummy pieces of dead cow!
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