RaNdOm PoEtIc MoMeNt # 2
In my southern most state
There's a strawberry patch
Waiting to be harvested
For the berries to be plucked
And the juice to be poured
Won't you be my farmer?
(c) Blu Jewel 2006
posted by Blu Jewel at 8:13 AM
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4 Comments:
Damn you Blu! Now, I'll never look at strawberries quite the same.
You're just bad.
What a delicious read, Blue!
Still, I have a feeling you're not talking to me...
Is it getting hot in here?
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