Black girl black girl lips as curved as cherries full as grape bunches sweet as blackberries
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My mother, who hates thunderstorms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there....
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In the mirrorlike relationship between wine and human beings, Zinfandel owned more reflective properties than any other grape; in its infinite mutability, it was capable of expressing almost any philosophical position or psychological function. As a result, its own 'true' nature might never be known.
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Art compares to nature like wine to the grape.
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What grape to keep its place in the sun, taught our ancestors to make wine?
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If there are occasions when my grape turned into a raisin and my joy bell lost its resonance, please forgive me. Charge it to my head and not to my heart.
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There is more simplicity in the man who eats caviar on impulse than in the man who eats Grape Nuts on principle.
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When the water of a place is bad it is safest to drink none that has not been filtered through either the berry of a grape, or else a tub of malt. These are the most reliable filters yet invented.
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The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
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