Purple Fat Grapes Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Purple Fat Grapes



The frenchies have
come and gone.
Open receptive
are the grape leaves.
My fingers pull
at the grapes.
Purple fat and bleu.
I do things to her
that she likes.
Then two leaves open to
cover one huge grape
these grapes
are for jucin she said.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 05 February 2013

I'll add grapes to my shopping list

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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