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Jul 2013
A coldness in my mouth subsides
Bringing out the best of tasty tides
Cherry orange grape
Kinda eating like an ape
Warm mouth is no good to own
Makes my thoughts run and roam
I am not too sure what it is
A pop sizzle fizz
Summer is not the only time
When my mouth craves this cold rhyme
Written by
Tori Parsloe  Everywhere
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