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Honey, oh yes, Lady Honey
Couldn’t care less about the money, Sweetest girl you ever seen, A true-love wonderful machine Just one night in bed with her And the man would be a jocker. Sir Milk, on the other hand, Loved to be in command But he was kind and gentle too Any girl he could subdue But all girls were just a whim Of no real interest to him One sunny day of December At the party given by Lady Amber They met for the first time So giving to life a new rhyme. Her skin spreaded a sweet parfum Like flowers in the month of June His creamy nature slowly unfolded Thus poetry herself embodied. The air was sweet and fiery that night What followed then would easily fright Any brave and open-minded man But we should all just understand This is the reason that nowadays When life in front of you just lays All kinds of beauty and of harmony That you've just tasted Milk and Honey.
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