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Ode to Kiwis

ODE TO KIWIS

Albeit fruit or flightless bird,

Scant larger than a turd,

Whether brightly orange or spritely yellow,

A citrus snack or feathered fellow,

Both bring joy at different turns-

Quenched cuteness anyone yearns.

How one could wish for – in their hand –

A little friend not quite so bland.

In the interim I’ll settle on this,

A plushie muskrat for short-lived bliss.

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Saturday, November 22nd, 2008 Poetry 1 Comment

I work for tea money.

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