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You were once a yellow citrus
Plummy fresh with satin texture
A light crush of love litmus
Turned me red with pleasure
A drop of bitter sweet nectar
Was enough to make me tingle
We joyed and soared together
Gentle squeezes did intermingle
Satanic lure of sunny shores
Greenbacks overlapped yellows
Grass looked greener in other doors
Landed you in softer pillows
You still remain a lemon
But seedless sliced arc genie
Alluring with horny demon
Mocking on top of martini
Reinvent yourself yet again
Shoo away the weeds awkward
Let there be showers of rain
Sow your seeds in my open orchard
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