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Always room for Jell-O, metaphor
Kathy Bradley new WEB
Kathy Bradley
Mama didn't buy Jell-O. Not even to adorn with a can of fruit cocktail and call it salad. The only time Keith and I got Jell-O was at school, cut into a square and plopped into a perfectly sized compartment on one of those indestructible oblong trays. I was probably 11 or 12 when I saw the first commercial about Jell-O 1-2-3.
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