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Free Lemons.

The tart yellow fruits,
fall quickly from the trees,
coming to the ground screaming
"pick me up, eat me please!"

If my mouth was the gate,
and the lemons were the key,
you'd never get my throat,
as lemons aren't for me.

If my tongue was a sensor,
covered in thousands of nodes,
and If I was to taste a lemon,
it might just make my tongue explode!

If my taste buds were a maple's leaf,
it'd get blown back to start,
A lemon's punch is like no other,
its just to sweet and tart.

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