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Monday, March 6, 2017
Apples
Crunchy or mushy,
Sweet or tart.
Have your pick.
Bright reds,
Soft yellows,
Bold greens,
All here for the taking.
Larger than your fist,
Or barely larger than your palm.
Eat it all up,
Or leave behind a core,
Even a skin,
If you so will.