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The day you bought me a yellow tie
I first wondered at your taste
Your wedding dress was primrose
Canary yellow at the waist
The lounge carpet is ochre
Kitchen cabinets buttercup
Daffodil is the bathroom
The place where I throw up
I'm sick to death of mustard
The sheets seem a tide of amber
In bed I get quite bilious
When over you I try to clamber
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Thursday 23rd April 2020 12:30 pm
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