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Saturday, May 15, 2010


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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie.

A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.

We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree.

The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet.

But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

This tree will actually produce the most fruit during the winter months...lemon juice also very tasty..

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