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Poem Number 203

Expresso Medaglia d'Oro
It ain't the train
Every time I smell it
She take me back again.
Every time I taste it
I taste her lips on mine

Commentary:

what is it? a drink?

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yeah gold medal expresso... comes in a can.

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