One more of my poems, a short one. Appropriate, perhaps, given the food poisoning I had last night:
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Persimmon
Push a finger into it
Squish its juicy splendor
Eat the rotten part first
So you’ll know the worst
Jack Shalom
Musings, Memories, and Magic
Excellent! Jack! Right to the core. Keep ’em coming, Miss Donna
Thanks, Donna! So nice to see you here!