Thursday, November 15, 2012

Waiting To Be Eaten Comments

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I remember going with my mother
to the butcher
in the days when the naked carcasses
hung on hooks in the front of the shop
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Gillian Commerford
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Lyn Paul 15 November 2012

Interesting words Gillian. I used to loved the butchers as a kid. He would always give me a piece of polony(fritz) , Thanks for sharing.

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