Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Apple Babe Comments

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Apples, the red, ripe, and rosy ones swinging above my head,
Let's come, it's harvest time! come Marconi, no fee.
Come hurry, young and old; all are uninvited.
I know you are lovely, and you knew me too, come
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