The Beautiful Scarlet Runs
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The Beautiful Scarlet Runs
The first slice
makes you want to chop and dice,
heart as cold as ice.
Little bit of paradise.
The first cut, so devine
knowing "the rest would be mine."
They're always so fine,
even after you see the sign.
The beautiful scarlet runs,
though sometimes it stuns
you wish to find the guns.
They always seemed so fun.
The Beautiful Scarlet Runs
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