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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400913" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tarantella - Sour Grapes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I admitted that I am utterly charming; <br>my specialty is to feed sour grapes, <br>to femmes causing a total disarming, <br>from this entrancing, none escapes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After we jumped on the sand dunes, <br>and fighting against untamed sharks, <br>twas the hour of listening to tunes, <br>vented by an orbiting of love quarks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I danced barefooted on the grapes, <br>on vigorous must-making tarantella, <br>thus I approached your curvy shapes, <br>hmm.. I knew your name was Stella! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it not? While dancing I kissed, <br>those sour grapes you were holding, <br>and you insisted that I had to feed, <br>one by one the grapes on beholding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What was that name; maybe Maria? <br>(stiff memory never helped my brain) <br>O, sour grapes! I called you Allegria, <br>singing Rossini's 'La Danza' refrain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You stated you loved only the must, <br>your vine crown spelled 'Angioletta'; <br>it did not? This loss made me aghast, <br>I thought Rossini called you Giulietta!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a><div class=q>
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my specialty is to feed sour grapes, 
to femmes causing a total disarming, 
from this entrancing, none escapes.

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and fighting against untamed sharks, 
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