The Duke of Prunes

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A moon beam through the prune
In June
Reveals your chest
I see your lovely beans
And in that magic go-kart
I bite your neck
The cheese I have for you, my dear
Is real and very new
Prunes (pa-da-dah)
If it is a real prune
Knows no cheese
(cheeky chanky, cheeky chanky)
And stands
(Oh no!)
Taller, stronger than
Any tree (or bush)
And I know
The love I have for you
Will grow and grow
And grow, I think
And so, my love, I offer you
A heart that is strong
A prune that is true.

 

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