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Absinthe


What are you bringing me, my lady?
Is it an apple, or wine?
Or bitter absinthe?
If it is the apple, hide it
in your blouse. If it is wine,
pour it into glasses.
If it is absinthe,
give it only to me.



Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-11-15 at 19:21

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