To the Memory of Fresh Raspberries Sold at the Market
On Jul 22, 2:20 pm, ah > wrote:
> Holly wrote:
> > Through the cellofeign I see your stark plight,
> > A charem of women who have lost their knight.
>
> > When I open the lid, I feel your distress.
> > You're all ravished and trembling from PTS.
>
> > What draws me disturbs, I start to salivate.
> > I have no charity for I simply take.
>
> > Having eaten and put you all out of sight,
> > I'm surprised, I do not feel a bit contrite.
>
> IAWTP.
>
> I feel the same about a package of crackers.
Little cute animal ones?
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