I was looking for some plums, late one night, When the icebox gave me an eerie sight

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One kiss my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize tonight But I shall be back w the yellow plums before the morning light Yet if they press me sharply & harry me through the day Then look for me by the icebox Watch for me by the icebox I’ll come to thee by the icebox though hell shd bar the way

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Always a treat to be reminded of an old friend

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"They don't want you to have your own memory" isn't even a metaphor

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Anyway, Devils Margarita in honour of the occasion.

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