An Apple a Day
If an apple a day
keeps the doctor away
What about a therapy
Before an injury that preys
The scientists with their minds
Should research down the mines
To find those love lines
To find the fine molecules in the spine
Of love and its strong signs and wines
And if i had a lab coat and a laboratory
I would smear every love cell in a petri dish elaborately
One by one separating each territory
Of love and rebuild its glory
Just to stimulate immunity against love's morbidity
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