Fruit Of Luncheon Poem by Charles Thomas Carter
Fruit Of Luncheon
Back in the olden days
We wasted the fruit
of our lunches
by hurling them at breakneck speeds
against brick walls
Crisp apples were the best;
for they exploded in every direction
[13: 31|03.11.011]
Thursday, September 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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