Produce Man

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I fell in love with a produce man,
whose nametag spelled, "Jim"

He stacked the kumquats so brilliantly
reminding me there is beauty in the unknow,
then he dropped one, and the moment was over.

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Bill DadaBill Dadaover 18 years ago
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But what a moment it was, nice work.

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
A few typos, yes,

but what an excellent poem. I'm smiling big!

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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A nice simple snapshot;

Those typos do distract tho...

My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailover 18 years ago
perfect

I found your poem to be witty and funny, my favorite type of poems <grin...nice write and congrats

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
Good poem....

except for the shitty ending. sandspike

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