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The Minberry
The ancient peoples of the land of Ch'in much treasured the buds of evergreen tree which a fortnight of each year stored in tin to make a wondrous beverage called white tea But just offshore, the Beautiful Island engenders a rare gift - a small berry picked once a lifetime with amorous hand that makes men wild and blissfully merry A "Minberry" it's called and precious few will ever see or taste it. It must be eaten by itself, not made in a brew, nor had as dessert with a cup of tea What I need to figure now is how to have my sweet Minberry and eat her too!
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