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The Cucumber

April 21, 2015 jdoublepfruit without a cause, haiku, i don't wanna i don't think so, napowrimo, nationalpoetrymonth, poem, poetry, writing

Crisp, subtle flavor
hides behind a mealy rind.
Who said you were cool?

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Marissa Bergen says:

Uh…really!!

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