That person over there can't see the menu,
For her eyes are as blurry as a christmas tree light.
What will she order, what will it be?
Some chunky chicken cider or some beans sprouts in pie?
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I just did this in 30 seconds, because I heard my mum say that she has trouble reading menus because of her eyesight...yeah...anyway, enjoy!
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