friggin rubber bands...


Ode to a Lemon.O, lemon! O wondrous citron! Thou golden nugget of joy hanging from a tree!Ode to a Lemon.
A tiny mirror of the sun, basking in glory. I pluck thee from thy tree, O lemon.
Thou fitteth so perfectly in my hand, as if thou were made to sit there and shine!
I bring thee inside and sit thee on a table.
What wondrous phenomenon! Thou standeth on the table, as if the remnant of thy stem were a foot! A statuette of joy!
Thou hast goosebumps all over thee, O lemon. Art thou nervous to grace my presence? I should be honored to meet thee. To be grave
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And your face just drops in a pile of flesh,
And then your heart, heart pounds,
Till it pumps in death,
Prime directive, exterminate,
Whatever stands left.
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'I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees'
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