Of last night’s gastronomic joys no memory’s distincter
than traces of scotch-bonnet pepper passing by the sphincter.
A rose may grow beside a cedar, and the tree
Not know it; Boaz, looking on God’s countenance,
Had no idea he slept with female company.
Of last night’s gastronomic joys no memory’s distincter
than traces of scotch-bonnet pepper passing by the sphincter.
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