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Jun 2014
Wow, that sounds like my Valentine drink.

2 cubes of happiness, one shot of kink.



2 lumps of heartache and regret by the case,

Strain away the baggage, add enough “saltness” to taste.



Maybe a squeeze of jealousy to wet any dried up memories

With option to garnish at any point with glowing Blackberries.



Taste all you want to, try let all the sweet parts last.

Twirl it like champagne in your mouth, shake like antique glass



And if by chance your head spins or scratch like a LP needle broke.

Don’t cuss and badmouth my recipe or any other liquor on the truck.



Just order another round, or two, unless your pockets short

What else can drown you sorrow but love by the quart.
Anecandu
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Anecandu  M/Jamaica
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     ---, Rupal and The Girl Who Loves You
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