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Watermelon | ||
| Life is like a watermelon, Sweet to eat yet full of pits. Sometimes you are happy, yellin', Others prone to call it quits. Watermelons by their cover Don't reveal their color true. So it is with any lover Who may have a hidden hue. Spit the seeds and keep on eating. Never worry for what's past. Even when your heart stops beating You have something that will last. | ||
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