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Buy me chrysanthemums Not lavandula or geraniums Or phalangium with their low hanging bulbs Why don’t you know I love chrysanthemums! Chrysanthemums, Dahlia…Hera…Willow? Lillian! Lillian, How could I take chrysanthemums from Lillian? You should know. I shouldn’t have to say anything! You should know. Buy me Viognier Not Muscat or Chardonnay Or Furmint with its corky taste Why don’t you know I love Viognier! Viognier, Vionnier…Vienne…Vienna? Dalmatia! Dalmatia, How could I take Viognier from Dalmatia? You should know. I shouldn’t have to say anything! You should know. Dalmatia, near Sibenik From where I dine on scallops, Or do you not know that I love scallops? If not then you should know that I love fickle, false and fair It’s my nature and you are my nurture If you did not know then know this, love’s a hapless farce
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Mar 11, 2012
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