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Green Fairy

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If 'music be the food of love,' as the Avon Bard did write, sing me a song of sixpence for my supper, to see me through this star-crossed night. And there'll be no need to drink to me only with thine eyes, as, for a happy hour or two, a glass of euphoria I will pour for you. A Green Fairy, guaranteed to relax inhibitions and unwind the tired mind, my fingers will do the walking and talk to you in kind. Rumoured to possess aphrodisiac qualities, let's taste, not waste, nor this potent potion squander, well you know, green means go and as true emerald is its hue, Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder.

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Gray Squirrel

Date: 5/20/2025 8:11:00 AM

That's a fat cube of sugar...