A poem about love, passion, heartache and hope about a silly sili and the mighty almuranas.

Oh I love them spicy foods
Though I know it won’t do me no good
Especially when it’s hot and sunny
It’ll make you perspire oh my golly

Bicol Express! I want it hot!
Not like in the can where it’s full of crap
I want my chopped sili spread out evenly
By just thinking about it, it makes me hungry

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