by Jerry Ratch
Bite an apple and watch them come,
God only knows wherefrom.
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I blame the aging banana.
Mine came from a bag of 3 potatoes that got lost in the depths of the pantry. Damn critters.
Much to like.
I blame the aging banana.
Mine came from a bag of 3 potatoes that got lost in the depths of the pantry. Damn critters.
Much to like.