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The big mouth opens swallows me down…

Scarlett colored pulp,

Wraps around my head,

Sleeping in my tooth.

You come to me in

The middle

Of the night,

Early morning.

Whisper lies in my ear,

Tell me riddles about

Love,

And what it’s done for you.

I can’t change you.

But,

I can betray.

So here’s a taste…

Make sure to lick your lips.

Don’t leave your castaways hungry

And

Remember to wipe your feet.