Tuna Tango
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James McLain
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In a world of scents, a peculiar tune,
Red lips linger, as if sung by the moon,
Amidst the air, a fragrance does bloom,
It dances, it teases, like a playful monsoon.
'It smells like tuna! ' cries a puzzled passerby,
A curious aroma, painting the sky,
Mysteries unravel, as flavors amplify,
Tickling nostrils, a sensation awry.
A feast for senses, a whimsical surprise,
A savory symphony, where wonder lies,
'It smells like tuna, ' the chorus replies,
An enigmatic scent, beneath azure skies.
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