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My Love is a Vodka Raisin

My love is like a vodka or a grape left too long in the sun
Not wrinkled, but concentrated, a lot combined into one package
Bold and strong, bringing flavor to the otherwise bland
But sometimes, too much, my love is best in small doses
(But don't tell them I said so)

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