Acrid fruits with acrid taste
Planted on an acrid land
Grown on an acrid tree
Watered with an acrid rain
Planted with an acrid hand
Harvested by an acrid man
Eated by an acrid mouth
Died with an acrid curse
And would be buried on an acrid land.
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