Admittedly, I’m probably pretty vanilla,
I just want one flavor with a spicy kink just for me. Still, I can respect a desire for rainbow sprinkles or sorbet, we all have different tastes but love what we love the same way.
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let's not toast a drink, to a poet ink, that cries stink, after all, whats there to think, let the con and hoodwink, fall and sink, wither away and shrink, from my little kink, to ... now a parting wink, I'm sorry I wasn't in sync
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