Some lips red merit envy green, but they never warrant pinches unseen.

Crwths at fleadh cheoil churn an Irish mood. Add a sexy bite for luck from the tiny jig-a-dude.

Sharing a sip from this cup will provide no buzz. Though, neither will it stopple effects of elixirs of lovey-luzz.

Where greenth exhibits the vitalities of life, its complementary hue bears fruits of passion as an ideal wife. ; )

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