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BENEATH THE ROSY LIPS.
Velvety red, so smooth and silky.
Tasting like wine, intoxicating, like aged wine,
Red, bubbling and sparkling.
So enticing to my throat,
That I felt like it should remain there forever.
When at last it went down the throat,
Like water through a pipe.
The after taste was disgusting,
My throat was soar.
It left a scar,
That would remain there forever.





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