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If it weren't for these, no one would be aware of Idaho's existence.
These are crisp, green, and are found near deli sandwiches
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads them, The mouth tastes them.
I'm a dish of ground meat formed into a loaf shape, mixed with egg and breadcrumbs, then baked or smoked
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead.
I have feet on my head