Monday, January 25, 2010

pear poem

and no,
i am not an apple.
they float -
we sink.
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2 comments:

the.space.within.infinity. said...

I love this.

January 28, 2010 at 4:09 PM
Prins of Foxes said...

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning

January 30, 2010 at 8:51 PM

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