Pink Tea
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James McLain
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It is strong fermented thus
from honey is oaken thigh.
Burn to sweet going down
lips became your full face.
How you never knew to wet
the lakes I saved for drouts.
You now gone I saved your
spirit in the form of pink pee.
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