LIPID ain’t limpid, like your limpid eyes, my dear.
TULIP ain’t two lips, though you have two, it’s clear.
MUCUS ain’t music, though your words are music to my ears. But.
SPADEs is trumps, so it’s clear, hear this in your ears, I win again, my dear.
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I remembered this one from Twitter and how I liked ease and toying with words.
Thanks, David. I just make them up as I go along! Sometimes it works, sometimes not…