| Thirsty—that's how Mount Fuji makes you feel |
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| Dammit, they get pulled up all the time |
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| Looks as if about to snatch the blossoms |
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| Squeezing it slender, I slip it in quickly |
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| Down the ass-tuft the dew drips, drips |
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| A Robe of haze is wet at its hem |
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| Worthy and not worthy of our respect |
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| He wants and doesn't want to roast them |
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| They sucked me to their satisfaction |
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| Lonely and not quite lonely |
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