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Plum diggity (Free verse) by tadpole

Vivid crimson, bleeding heart, sliced in half, and sugared sweet. Violet melting, gently pressed into a smooth rich batter seat. Light and soft, not quite crumbly, sticky moist, Turn up the heat! Aroma piercing, senses sharp, tastebuds met their match, concede defeat.

Jeremi B. Handrinos 4-Sep-03/5:25 PM
A staggering wok of manure.




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