A foul reek: I reel, gut lurching, when in the fridge,I find cilantro!
my burrito suckscilantro, you filthy whorelunch ruined again
cilantro, give upyou have not bested me yetwith your soapy taste
You look so harmlessI am tempted by the guacToo bad you are gross
Cilantro kills meMasquerading as parsleyAbominable
Oh my, how nasty.Is that a piece of cow dung?No, just cilantro.
Mouth afire, I Suspect foul play. Cilantro,You'll fool me no more
Ginger tastes like soap,But ginger has grown on me.Cilantro? Never.
see despair afloathear the cry of scared childrencaused by cilantro
My guacamolewas made quite inediblethanks to the vile weed
Cilantro tastes quiteLike kissing the devil's assPucker up, sweety
Hatred is one formOf expression for green deathCilantro must fall.
Happy is the daySalsa runs free with no greenNo more oppression.
For dirt to taste goodOnly eat some cilantroDirt becomes heaven.
Cilantro you cadDeceiver of many mouthsYou ruin my food.
Your smell and taste rankFor all who sing your gloryMust have no taste buds.
long, i have hated youplant of vulgar punchwill you please become extinct!
A cilantro feastis best for somebody whois burning in hell.
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