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the peaches the cherries the strawberries all of the fruits all of the flowers you ever might want from my garden my table my bed are yours
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lisa_is_bionic
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Watch out for ninjas.
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Tom
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Glaring above the heads of your friends, your eyes burning into mine, I realize that I'm grabbing her peaches.
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Jennie Rose.
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Mine are better than hers anyway.
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Yoda
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I once liked peaches, I used to really like them. Then something happened that made me get mad at them. I once bit into a peach and I spotted and felt a worm sticking out into my mouth. I was so disgusted and pissed off I bit the worm in half. Don't worry, I spit it out... stomped on it... poured gasoline on it... lit a match... pissed on the ashes... the usual things I do when I get pissed off at something. Now that I think about it, I shoulda done all that outside, I wish I'd done it outside, now I have to live with a black scorch mark on my once nice wooden floor. Oh well, stuff happens... at least it thinks twice before happening to me. :^)
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ernie
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the peaches had fuzz
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kinkazoid
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i always use peace body wash cuz peach is my favorite smell, and one time my ex bf was "down there" and he said it tasted like peaches, thats a good thing, right?
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jane
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i gave you all my peaches and you waited a week and sent me all the pits in a cardboard box first class airmail
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zeke
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Great song by the Stranglers.
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devilbunny
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Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man, in a factory downtown.
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stork daddy
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In a group of friends at a small dinner, she talks of how much she loves peaches. And what you’ve known of her that others haven’t leads you to believe these are esoteric references for you and only you. But really it isn’t that way, she’s really just talking about peaches. That day alone in the field, with one peach and two bodies, and how the peach seemed a miniature sun in a universe of grass, and your bodies seemed held tight together by the stringy wetness of the thing – that wasn’t ever about you either. It was about the peaches then too. You were just a servant of that love, a table, a day good for eating a peach. And so what she’s saying now is indeed for you to hear, but also for anyone who tries to love her.
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u24
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fuck the pain away.
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what's it to you?
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