Sweet Orange
Sweet orange,
Sliced lemon,
Give me a hug,
I ask of you.
If they were false,
My oaths,
In other times,
They will be forgotten.
A march plays,
My heart cries,
Goodbye lady,
I am leaving now,
To my house,
Of porcelain,
To eat tacos,
And I will not share them.
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