A daily sun has eaten plums
For our tomorrow breakfast.
He is who had ripened them
And caused them to wrinkle.
Just sayin all’s well that ends
And there will be no wrinkle.
(After William Carlos Williams poem This is Just To Say
A daily sun has eaten plums
For our tomorrow breakfast.
He is who had ripened them
And caused them to wrinkle.
Just sayin all’s well that ends
And there will be no wrinkle.
(After William Carlos Williams poem This is Just To Say
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