I want a cheese burger
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Lily put her head down on the table. She was smacking her fists, pounding. It was as if her hands we gavels. Lily sobbed and her dad shook her awake. "What's wrong sweetie?!" He cried hoping she wasn't hurt. Lily slowly looked up at her father. He wiped away her salty tears. "Please tell me what's wrong" he repeated. Her voice shook as she replied "I want a cheese burger with no ketchup." The dad was in shock. He looked down at the burger and it did, indeed, contain ketchup. He looked up at the sky and yelled in distress. The father took action and stormed to the restaurant where they bought the hamburger. He punched the workers and even mascot. His daughter was allergic to ketchup... DUN DUN DUNNN
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