Ode to a Grecian.... ahh, I mean, to Diet Orange Crush
Hail To Diet Orange CrushNectar of the Gods and Goddesses!
Hail, ohh, succulent, refreshing, golden orange liquid.
Sweet, cold, ice cold, drink of the desperately dry throat
And, uh, mouth....
Hail to thee O Satisfier, O Liquid of Gold~
-on ice. Lots and lots of ice.....
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