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Georgia’s Peach


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Oh, how I love a peach, so sweet,
Its tender flesh, a juicy treat.
A golden sun within my hand,
A taste of summer, ripe and grand.

I bite, and nectar fills my lips,
Like honeyed rain, in gentle drips.
The velvet skin, a soft embrace,
Each bite a burst of perfect grace.

Its fragrance lingers in the air,
A perfume rich, beyond compare.
No fruit could ever match this bliss,
A single bite, a peachy kiss.

With every peach, my heart takes flight,
A love affair in every bite.
So pure, so sweet, it makes me sing,
Peaches, oh peaches—my favorite thing!
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