London buses
Target signs
Metal rusted
And carpets fine
Murder's mark on the street
Sight of raw, uncooked meat
Paint buckets for a child, young
The gloves of a boxer, strike and swung
Strawberries and apples picked
The lips a tongue licked
Ketchup on your McDonald's fries
And the duvet that covers our eyes
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